Novelist Running Through Time - Chapter 220



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The novelist who leapt through time, chapter 220

Every child actor’s manager is his mother.

Child actors line up for casting auditions holding their mothers’ hands, and head to the filming set holding their mothers’ hands.

So, the moment a child actor is first assigned a manager by the company, the new manager must naturally push out the ‘predecessor’.

It’s not difficult.

In any case, it is because mothers who are outside the entertainment industry cannot compete with current entertainment industry workers in terms of expertise.

Mothers, too, secretly wanted to let go of the difficult task of following their children around and supporting them forever.

But long ago.

When rookie road manager Kim Seong-geun was put in charge of a young girl named Kim Byeol.

What he encountered was his mother, a former actress who had been worn down by decades of experience in the entertainment industry.

Kim Sung-geun could not surpass Kim Byeol’s mother in terms of years of experience, expertise, speech, or skills, and eventually became her puppet.

At first, my pride was hurt, but being a puppet was more comfortable than I thought.

Kim Seong-geun was able to receive a title and salary that was clearly excessive compared to his abilities by putting Kim Byeol’s mother’s achievements in his own name.

More than ten years have passed in that state.

The puppet doesn’t even know it’s a puppet anymore.

So when Baekhak Entertainment’s team leader Kim Seong-geun heard the congratulatory message from Kim Byeol’s mother, his reaction was as follows.

“I’m sorry for bothering you, my daughter. I’ll talk to my family first, so you should go in now.”

“yes…”

Kim Seong-geun, a team leader-level manager at Baekhak Entertainment, nodded as if listening to ‘work instructions’ and stepped back.

The mother simply brushed aside the manager and grabbed her daughter’s wrist and pulled her out of the passenger seat.

“let’s go.”

Even though her mother’s wrists were thinner than Kim Byeol’s, Kim Byeol was dragged along helplessly like a powerless balloon.

That’s because there wasn’t just one puppet in this place.

EP 13-Chunbyeon Manhwa

Everyone is special, and everyone has their own beauty.

My mother always taught me that there is no lie more filthy than this.

The standards of beauty are not subjective.

It is objective, universal, and anyone can judge it.

White skin, a slender face, clear and harmonious facial features, and a slim body.

This is the absolute standard of beauty, and those who point fingers and say it is wrong are lying hypocrites.

Therefore, the model answer suggested by the mother was as follows.

Always keep your body thin, but say with your mouth that it’s okay to be fat.

That rule was still followed, and thanks to it, Kim Byeol received a Lakota cheese salad from her mother even during this time.

“… … ”

“… … ”

While Kim Byeol was eating, clanking her fork feebly, there was no conversation between the mother and daughter sitting across the table.

This is also a mother’s consideration. You have to eat quietly, slowly, and chew thoroughly to feel full, and then you can eat less.

However, Kim Byeol, unable to bear the eerie silence, managed to raise her voice.

“What about Mom?”

Kim Byeol gestured at the empty table except for her share and asked her mother why she wasn’t eating.

“I ate.”

When Kim Byeol heard that she had already eaten dinner while her daughter wasn’t looking, she nodded her head once.

Kim Byeol’s mother would not eat regular food in front of her daughter, who was continuing her high-intensity diet, or would eat the same diet as her daughter.

Compared to the manager who was eating a hamburger right in front of me while I was on a diet, his attitude was truly professional.

And since this kind of thing happened not just once or twice but almost every day, Kim Byeol was naturally aware of it.

But I asked even though I knew.

The reason Kim Byeol asked such an obvious question to break the silence at the dinner table was not much different from the reason she wanted her mother to eat something in front of her, even if it was fried chicken.

The silent table was so quiet, and the table with only one person sitting felt so empty.

Kim Byeol hated that emptiness so much that it gave her goosebumps.

So, in order to make this cold mealtime pass by a little faster, Kim Byeol chewed and swallowed the pile of tasteless vegetables.

“Eat slowly.”

Kim Byeol showed a minor act of rebellion by chewing and swallowing her food hastily, ignoring even those words.

When I handed my mother the empty bowl, she stared at the empty container and asked,

“Why did you do that?”

“… … ”

Kim Byeol didn’t answer, but her mother didn’t seem to care much.

Because what was going to happen from now on was not a ‘conversation’ but ‘discipline’.

“daughter.”

“… … ”

Following the incantatory title that seemed to indicate the fact that “you are my daughter,” which did not sound like affection, the mother began to teach her daughter.

“It’s true that, socially, it’s considered highly inappropriate for an adult male to give his phone number to a minor female. That’s true.”

“… … ”

“But that’s just the public’s perspective… This is a broadcasting station. It’s a place where people who don’t think they’re part of the ‘public’ gather, and that’s true to some extent. As I always say, the public only thinks about what they see in front of them, and only a very small number of people decide what to show. In a place like that, you have to be a little more… careful about how you act.”

“… … ”

In the face of her mother that Kim Byeol looked at, there was neither the meanness and vulgarity that she used to show in front of those in power, nor the artificial kindness and made-up beauty that she used to show in front of ordinary people.

The only thing that filled my mother’s wrinkled, makeup-free face was fatigue.

With an expression that looked like she might collapse from exhaustion at any moment, the mother continued to educate her daughter, no, the old actor continued to educate the young actor.

“Daughter. Let’s consider the situation and position. If we consider writer Im Song-yi’s situation, it’s normal for her to be angry right now. She bet everything on this drama, but the main male lead is flirting with a minor. How crazy would that be? That’s why she changed the male lead, and that was beneficial. In order for a drama to be a hit, the public can’t be fooled. But did that benefit you too?”

“… … ”

“no.”

“… … ”

“No.”

“… … ”

In complete contrast to her cold words, the mother gathered Kim Byeol’s timid hands in the middle of the table.

And wrapped it gently.

The mother and daughter sat facing each other and held each other’s hands, but their eyes did not meet.

The mother stared at her daughter, but the daughter lowered her head and avoided her gaze.

And my mother’s words continued one-sidedly, as if she didn’t care about such things.

“This drama… It’s okay if it fails. You’re still young. You’re not going to be an actor for another year or two. The interests of writers and actors are completely different. A writer dies if the ratings drop, but an actor can be recast later if he or she doesn’t act well. You just have to hold on.”

“… … ”

“But it’s fortunate that the writer Im Song-i was a person of good manners, so it was resolved quietly. What would have happened if this had blown up publicly? Then you would have been finished.”

“… … ”

“Yeah. It must have been scary to get your phone number from a grown man. Have you ever dated or anything? Do you think the public will be on your side? No.”

“… … ”

“There will be people who will take your side, but there will also be people who will say they are going to #MeToo because they have received a phone number without being sexually harassed. You will be torn apart by the fight between the two groups. Those who will take your side will also be fighting for their own self-satisfaction, not for you.”

“… … ”

“Daughter. You shouldn’t make fun of the public. Those people haven’t changed one bit since the days when they left comments telling Moon Hee-jun to die and the days when Kang Ho-dong squeezed an actress’s breasts and laughed about silicone coming out. No, one thing has changed. Now, they even think they’re righteous.”

“… … ”

“If something went wrong even a little bit, those people would have cursed at you until you died. Then, you can never be forgiven until you’re really dead. This is the Internet age. After you’re really dead, this time, you’ll curse at the haters instead of you and pretend to be righteous.”

“… … ”

“And if you were wrong, Mom would have died with you, and our daughter… … ”

The mother rose from her seat and knelt on one knee in front of her daughter.

Then, he looked at his daughter for a moment, got down to her eye level, and hugged her tightly.

Kim Byeol felt helpless in her mother’s arms, feeling her gently stroking her hair.

“Our puppy, our gold nugget, our daughter…”

“… … ”

“Let’s make a promise to Mom. Okay? I won’t do anything dangerous from now on.”

“yes…….”

“Yeah, yeah, here’s the promise.”

Kim Byeol was able to escape from her mother’s arms only after she had interlocked her little fingers like a child and pressed her thumb into the seal.

Only then did my mother smile kindly, as if she had finally put down a great burden.

And he gave a reward to the good child.

“Okay. Shall we eat chicken, my daughter’s favorite, today?”

“No, it’s okay…”

“What’s wrong? Your face has gotten so thin. Let’s order a fried chicken and share it. The seasoning is fattening, right?”

The mother playfully pinched her daughter’s cheek a few times before letting Kim Byeol go.

Kim Byeol, left alone, sat on the chair and lost in thought.

“… … ”

I know.

The fact that this is all an act.

Just as her mother was both a mother and an actress, Kim Byul was also both a daughter and an actress.

The acting of the senior that the junior saw was not that great.

From some point on, Kim Byeol was able to see into her mother’s inner thoughts.

The mother is still upset and angry that her daughter is out of control.

But the reason he doesn’t show that anger is the same reason a manager can’t be angry at the celebrity he’s in charge of.

So instead of getting angry, you have to twist the situation by saying, “This is all for your own good,” and disguise the relationship of command and submission as one of love and obedience.

“… … ”

Yes, this is gaslighting. It’s the process of one personality slowly taking over another.

But if she doesn’t receive love in this way, where on earth will Kim Byeol find warmth?

So, Kim Byeol decided to believe that the chicken leg in front of her was not a bone to be thrown to a well-behaved animal, but a special meal eaten to commemorate the reconciliation between mother and daughter.

“thank you for this food…”

“Right, it’s delicious.”

Even so, the crispy fried chicken was incredibly delicious.

Kim Byeol momentarily lost consciousness as the violent scent of oil and meat filled her mouth and nose.

And I felt a sense of comfort inside because I was able to spend some warm time with my mother for the first time in a while.

So I let my guard down.

“This time, my daughter worked hard to give good things to writer Im Song-i. Let’s go apologize to the agency over there together later. Well, I said you should think about your career first, not the success of the drama… …”

“Oh, Mom, when you eat, please…”

“Haha, sorry, sorry. Okay. Let’s take it easy today.”

“And I’m not trying to expose my co-star either. Do I look like such a bad person? Just tell your friends to erase the love line…”

“……okay?”

“……ah.”

Kim Byeol accidentally revealed that her real intention was not to report the ‘phone number note incident’ to writer Im Song-i, but to delete the drama’s love line.

And that was enough of a clue for the mother to see into her daughter’s mind.

Since Kim Byeol also knew that fact, she froze.

“Is it because of the writers?”

The blood froze cold.

However, since Kim Byeol’s brain was not hardened, she tried to act as innocent as possible.

He recites his lines to her mother, as if she has no idea what he is saying.

“huh?”

But just as the daughter could see through her mother’s acting, the mother could also see through her daughter’s acting.

The first person to teach Kim Byeol how to act was none other than her mother.

“… … Okay. That’s how it is.”

If the coldness just now was freezing his heart, the cold wave that hit this time seemed to be passing through Kim Byeol’s blood vessels and chilling his entire body.

This time, even Kim Byeol’s head froze.

To Kim Byeol, who was at a loss as to what excuse to make, her mother said this.

“That went well.”

“yes?”

“If you’re a writer, it’s not bad in terms of image management. But if you get caught right away, it’ll be difficult, so let’s talk to the company and ask for help. If you’re going to have a secret relationship, you’ll need the agency’s professional help…”

Only then did Kim Byeol realize.

That she doesn’t have a mother, she just has a manager.