National Intelligence Service Agent Reincarnated as a Genius Actor - National Intelligence Service Agent Reincarnated as a Genius Actor chapter 118

an unexpected encounter

“Oh, Mr. Yeonwoo. Huh? But what’s with your hand? Who did you fight with?”

Writer Kim Jin-joo asks with a worried face when he sees Yeon-woo’s hand wrapped in bandages and bandages because it hasn’t healed yet.

fought

The foolish practice bug ignorantly fought the violin.

“Oh, it’s almost time to get better. Not a big deal. Anyway, an idea.”

“Yes.”

What Yeonwoo felt while watching the scenario was that the background of the story of the world inside her body was a bit monotonous to draw a long breath.

“The worldview that unfolds in your body right now is closer to medieval fantasy.”

“Yeah. That’s right.”

“The movie begins about six years after being trapped in your brother’s body, and in human terms, it’s about the size of a thigh, isn’t it?”

Writer Kim Jin-ju nodded at Yeon-woo’s question.

“That’s right. Femoral Kingdom, named after the thigh.”

“Then, when the main character entered the body six years ago, where did it start?”

Since Yeon-woo’s question is not in the script, writer Kim Jin-joo looked at the original writer, director Hwang Min-kwon.

“Yeah? Uh, maybe the soles of the feet?”

Yeon-woo nodded at Director Hwang Min-kwon’s words and continued.

“Then, what if the world view developed as society progressed from the soles of the feet to the thighs, from the thighs to the heart, and from the top to the head?”

“Advanced worldview?”

“If the thighs are medieval, then the upper body is modern, or if you go up to the upper part of the head, the story will be richer in the future than in the present.”

Director Hwang Min-kwon clapped at Yeon-woo’s opinion.

“If you do that, viewers will be able to more intuitively accept where the main character and his companions are. The background will also be colorful. Is this possible, Johan?”

“In the future, it’s rather easy to process CG. When you create something that doesn’t exist, you don’t have to worry about details and historical evidence.”

Seeing the reaction of director Jeong Yo-han, Yeon-woo nodded and looked at writer Kim Jin-ju.

Somewhere in the blank eyes.

Kim Jin-ju, a writer who mutters to himself something he can’t understand.

“The higher you go, the more you develop…, your thighs in the Middle Ages…, your brain in the future…”

Then I took my laptop out of my bag with lightning speed.

“Um? Writer Kim Jin-ju?”

Yeon-woo shook his head at director Hwang Min-kwon, who spoke to Kim Jin-joo.

“I think you’ve got some inspiration now, so let’s get out of our seats.”

So quietly, the two directors and Yeon-woo left the conference room, and after that, only the sound of typing was heard in the conference room.

The meeting was postponed to the next, saying that the scenario could be modified in a better way.

Anyway, there was nothing in a hurry because of Yeonwoo’s return to school.

‘If a more complete story comes out, there is nothing to hope for.’

The storyline I saw before getting inspired by Yeonwoo’s idea was good enough, so I was looking forward to what kind of story it would be.

“Now, let’s start with what I have to do.”

Yeon-woo entered the Gyeongsang-gwan of Korea University and looked around.

“Hmm, nothing has changed as expected?”

An elevator entered the building and several large multipurpose rooms were created.

However, the structure of the building itself remained the same, so I was happy to see it.

Yeon-woo stroking the smooth wooden handle of the central staircase with nostalgic eyes.

‘I’ve climbed up and down these stairs countless times in my past life.’

Yeonwoo applied for reinstatement today and visited the university because the professor in charge of the grade was called.

It was the first time I came here in person after entering school, but because I had attended the same department in my previous life, everything around me felt nostalgic and familiar as if I had come to my hometown.

I walked up the central staircase with natural steps and found the professor’s room on the 3rd floor.

– Professor Taekyung Kim’s lab

‘Well, it’s a familiar name somehow.’

Well, it’s a pretty common name.

When Yeon-woo knocked, a middle-aged man’s voice was heard from inside.

– Come on in.

Kick-.

Entering through the old, noisy door, I turned the corner of the bookshelf and saw a middle-aged gentleman diligently writing something through a mountain of papers.

“Hello. This is Ryu Yeon-woo, who is returning to school this year.”

Professor Kim Tae-kyung looks up when he hears Yeon-woo’s voice.

“Ah, that’s right.”

After saying that, he lowered his head again.

For quite some time, he focused only on the documents he was looking at and did not even pay attention to Yeonwoo.

Yeon-woo stood there and waited patiently.

After a long time that anyone would feel rude, the professor raised his head.

“Sit there.”

Yeon-woo offered a seat on the sofa in front of him and was surprised to see the professor standing up.

‘Oh, I see.’

A smile appeared on Yeonwoo’s lips for a moment and then disappeared.

Professor Kim Tae-kyung, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at Yeon-woo and opened his mouth.

“I’m not really interested in pop culture, so I honestly don’t know the names of celebrities, but the students do.”

“That’s right.”

After looking at Yeon-woo as he answered, Professor Tae-kyung Kim continued.

“I’m a straightforward person, so I don’t often talk back. To be honest, I don’t really like Ryu Yeon-woo joining our department.”

From the first conversation, Yeonwoo tilted her head at the aggressive words.

“I haven’t been to school yet, but is there any reason why you think so?”

“Students have nothing to gain while attending our department. Can’t it be seen as taking away the place of other students who could become economics students? After all, Ryu Yeon-woo will continue to work as an actor no matter what he learns here.”

Yeonwoo smiled slightly.

“You’re saying that it’s inconvenient for my admission to be turned into a trophy that will just be written on my profile.”

Professor Kim Tae-kyung thought about Yeon-woo’s words for a moment and then nodded.

“Well, that’s not very different from what I thought. It doesn’t change what I think.”

In fact, Professor Kim Tae-kyung, who didn’t actually see him, had a bad feeling about Yeon-woo, even though he didn’t actually see him, because he came to the university every time Ryu Yeon-woo achieved something, and reporters annoyed him.

Looking at Professor Kim like that, Yeonwoo opened her mouth.

“I think it would be unfair if my efforts as an actor were tarnished just because I was successful as an actor.”

Professor Kim Tae-kyung showed a slight interest in Yeon-woo’s dignified opinion and raised the glasses with his index finger.

And Yeon-woo continues to speak while looking at Professor Kim Tae-kyung with calm eyes.

“If I entered the theater and film department to be an actor, I would have taken away the positions of other aspiring actors. Under that logic, there is no department I can go to. Do you think it will be used?”

“Of course not.”

In fact, the reason why Yeonwoo chose the economics department was to minimize the time wasted in studies as much as possible in order to continue her acting career, so she naturally chose what she majored in in her previous life.

However, since human beings are subjects who have to make continuous economic choices throughout their lives, it is natural that the knowledge learned in the Department of Economics is not only used to analyze charts or study economic prospects.

“Feel free.”

Seeing Professor Kim Tae-kyung nodding reluctantly, Yeon-woo burst into laughter without realizing it.

Yeon-woo can always maintain a poker face, but the laughter bursts out of his mind when he is careless.

“…why are you laughing?”

Professor Kim Tae-kyung looks at Yeon-woo with a very unpleasant expression.

“Oh, I’m sorry. For a moment, old memories flashed through my head.”

– University Song Festival

A student wearing glasses is staring intently at a large poster on the central aisle of the Gyeongsangkan.

Another man who passed by and found a male student and then approached and patted his shoulder.

“Hey, Tae-kyung. What are you looking at me so deeply?”

“…Ah, it’s Suhwan.”

It was Yeonwoo from a previous life.

“College Song Festival? Do you like to sing?”

“…not just songs, I like heavy metal bands.”

“Heavy metal? What is it? Groups like Red Crumble?”

Taekyung, who is not usually very active, and has a tendency to go out with her classmates, suddenly her eyes lit up.

“Do you know Red Crumble?”

“Oh, I don’t know, I’ve only heard the name.”

“Want to listen?! I have a tape and cassette player in my locker!”

Although he wasn’t very interested, it was the first time his classmate Tae-kyung Kim showed such enthusiasm, so Jeon Soo-hwan suddenly nodded.

“···Uh, what is it? Let’s hear it.”

“I’m going to be the first heavy metal group drummer to graduate from Hankuk University’s economics department. How’s it not looking good?”

“···Well, that’s right. You look good?”

Yeon-woo, who was thinking about the past, looked at the old sibling in front of him, and took care of his expression again after the laughter that burst out of him when he was careless.

‘It’s fun. The guy who tried to use his academic degree as a trophy all his life in college ended up becoming a Kkondae professor like this.’

Looking at Kim Tae-kyung, who was still uncomfortable because of the burst of laughter, Yeon-woo laughed.

Yeonwoo opens her mouth, pointing to the turntable and LP board lying in the corner of the lab.

“Professor. It’s a bit out of the way, but what kind of music do you listen to? Do you know a band like Red Crumble?”

“…why do you suddenly ask such a question, and how do you know the band? It’s a difficult band for a student age.”

He spoke sharply, but he couldn’t hide his expression.

This is the expression I made at this Gyeongsanggwan, 20 years ago, even though I am old.

“Because, apparently, famous songs do not go with the times. For example, Fantasia sung by Red Crumbling.”

“…do you know Fantasia? A young friend has unexpectedly unusual tastes.”

He is pretending not to be, but Professor Kim Tae-kyung’s face was instantly uninterested and unraveled.

‘The simple thing is the same as always.’

20 years ago or now, even though he looks cold on the outside, he is a very easy-to-understand guy.

“I like Fantasia, but Blue Star is also a great song.”

“…Blue Star? Isn’t the song “Lore” from the same album better than that?”

In the conversation that followed, Kim Tae-kyung claps and smiles.

Yeonwoo was also very happy with the unexpected meeting, so as we talked, time passed and I had to stop.

“I’m going to stop now.”

“Are you leaving already?”

Professor Kim Tae-kyung, who was excited to talk about the band, showed a sad look.

“It’s been about an hour already.”

“Ah, time has passed.”

Yeon-woo was seen off by Professor Tae-kyung Kim and left the faculty room.

‘The world is so strange, that Kim Tae-kyung, who wanted to become a drummer for a band, becomes a professor at his alma mater.’

Rather, the possibility of becoming a professor at the Department of Economics at Hankuk University was closer to ‘Chun Soo-hwan’, a former lover.

He was immersed in his studies throughout his school life, and was a student who was widely talked about for his sincerity among the professors at that time.

‘If Taekyung finds out about me, it would be surprising that he joined the National Intelligence Service, and above all, I can’t even explain why he was reincarnated and re-entered the school.’

Yeon-woo smiled curiously as he went down the central staircase, and students were pasting posters at the entrance on the first floor.

I remembered my old thoughts with my classmate, Professor Kim Tae-kyung, whom I had just met.

– University Theater Festival

‘A college theater festival, not a college song festival?’

After Yeonwoo, who was staring at the unexpected contents of the poster, someone came and hugged her shoulder.

“Yeonwoo! It’s here.”

For a moment, the old memories with Kim Tae-kyung overlapped and I looked back, but Joo-hyung Kim, codenamed ‘Pension Part-timer’, was standing there.