There Is No World For ■■ - Chapter 521
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EP.521 It’s going well (4)
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Jinsu Yoo was a great director.
It was not a matter of pride or self-praise, but the public’s opinion was like that.
The dramas he made were always well-received, and even the PDs of the famous Korean Central Broadcasting Company were busy groveling to him.
His juniors, who talked about liberal democracy and all, criticized him for being a sycophant who flattered those in power, but he didn’t care.
If the price of protecting that damn liberal democracy is starving your wife and children, well, just work hard.
Well, anyway, there was one thing he really didn’t want to do.
Creating national promotional material.
Although he was the biggest contributor to getting him to this position, making a video for high-ranking people was truly a terrible thing.
How much you care about things you don’t even know about art.
When I was abused by the handsome lawmaker Na-ri, I often thought about running away to the United States like Yong-seop Yong-seop.
Of course, such thoughts were always just imagination.
Eugene Su was not a superhuman, and he was not brave enough to watch his wife and children being criticized by tens of millions of people.
All he could do was make all kinds of excuses and run away every time a request came in to produce promotional materials.
But I couldn’t escape the request for promotional materials that came last night.
[Director Yu! Why aren’t you answering the phone? Well, I received it, so it’s okay.]
Did you get a call from a private number that only your bear-like wife and fox-like daughter know?
[Say it very cruelly. Stop everything you’re doing and shoot a promotional video… No? Ha, don’t joke, Director Yu. I’m Hong Yongwan. Do you honestly think you can reject my offer? uh?]
Or because the client is the handsome Hong Yong-wan? No, it wasn’t.
[Don’t do that, just listen. This is good news for you too. This promotional material… Because it’s about my son-in-law competing in the Olympia.]
Hong Yong-wan’s son-in-law… About a thousand people. Yes, it was because of that young man.
A young man who decorates the main page of portal sites every day and lifts the mood of the country, which was depressed by the Manchuria Incident.
I couldn’t miss this. It was not a question of good or bad, but a question of location.
If another junior manager takes over this job, his position will be at risk.
-I’ll do it.
But there was one thing he hadn’t thought about: the high-ranking people didn’t even know the ins and outs of art.
[Okay, then quickly gather your personnel and go to Lord Howe Academy. Before the Olympia finals start, I had a chat with my son-in-law… Oh, and I forgot. This is a joint production.]
-What did you say? Co-production? With whom? No way, Choi Jin-cheol, that bastard…
[No, not that friend, but a famous American director will be with us. Well, I’m just posting my name, so don’t worry too much about it.]
The idea was that it would be more helpful for publicity to put the Yankee guy’s name on it rather than making it purely Korean.
What are the high-ranking people?
Coach Yoo Jin-soo sighed and said that now that he knew, he could tell me the name of the opposing coach.
They must have brought something old that only old people know about… Contrary to the director’s common sense thoughts, the name that came out of Hong Yong-wan’s mouth was outside of his common sense.
[It’s a Yankee named John Irving… He said he headed to the academy as soon as he got the call. I’ll give you my contact information so we can talk.]
-zone… Wait, who?
[John Irving. Are you a stranger? I heard you’re famous?]
-… .
Yes, it was famous.
Not among anyone else, but among idiots who talk about liberal democracy.
***
What woke me up this morning was a call from the dwarven tycoon Darulma.
[Congratulations on advancing to the finals.]
He called me after a long time and talked about various things in addition to congratulating me on the finals.
Now that we have finished smelting the ribs of Kahal Magdu that we cut off in Manchuria, we have started making various things.
Don’t be friends with Japan’s Sumitomo Group because they are insidious.
The Maggot Princess business trip period has been extended, so use it until the end of Olympia…
Darulma poured out all kinds of other trivial stories. Continue until Dawn says a word.
“… “If you have anything else to say, please do so.”
[…] .]
Daruma was silent for a moment, then cleared his throat and spoke.
[that… That’s it then. Could you please wear the sponsor’s clothes?]
“yes?”
[Well, you decided to wear clothes with our Dungan Heavy Industries advertisement on them during the Olympia games. I don’t know about the preliminaries, but… Be sure to wear some clothes in the finals.]
“… .”
Come to think of it, I also said something like that. While Dawn was scratching her head, Daruma added carefully.
[I don’t want it to be big, just putting it on the player’s uniform etc. is enough.]
“… Mound? “Isn’t that the most conspicuous place?”
[No. The most noticeable thing is the butt.]
“… .”
[Well, you can stick it on your butt if you want… .]
“I’ll just put it on the backboard.”
After Daruma said thank you, Yeomyeong hung up the call. And now I’m slowly getting ready to leave…
[Congratulations on the finals. Next time we meet, I’ll buy you something to eat.]
A text message came from the Holy Sword.
Recalling what happened in Chicago, Yeo-myeong smiled and was about to write a reply when she suddenly noticed a pile of unread texts.
[Congratulations on making it to the Olympia finals, young friend.]
The first thing that caught my eye was a text message from Browning. Looking at the time, it looks like it was sent right after the game ended.
Yeomyeong, who didn’t know that Gang 10 was watching her game in person, rubbed her nose and checked other text messages.
[Nephew, I received the medicine well. But are you really not going to run an advertisement for our company in the finals?]
An explicit text sent by a Japanese dragon.
[Congratulations on the finals. About a thousand people. Since I have notified my terrible country separately, from now on I can use Juwaiez in the finals.]
Auguste’s letters with a certain elegance. and…
[$^!##%, is it fun to go around selling someone else’s name?]
Even a familiar text message from a number I’ve never seen before.
Dawn quietly blocked the last number and then checked her watch. There was still time left until the appointment time.
He got up, took more time than usual to get dressed, and left the room.
Perhaps it was because our advancement to the finals had been confirmed, but instead of asking us where we were shooting on the weekend morning, the dormitory managers congratulated us on making it to the finals.
Anyway, for a moment, Dawn left the dormitory and crossed the academy in a slightly relaxed mood.
Dawn arrived at the meeting place, the Academy Airport, before the sun filled the sky.
“Brother-in-law! Here you go!”
At the airport, Seti and all her sisters were gathered together, and as soon as Nettie and the youngest saw dawn, they waved their arms dizzyingly.
And as soon as Dawn could approach them, several people who recognized him held out photos or papers.
It’s a shame that there aren’t many people because it’s early, but it’s so popular that I wouldn’t have been able to move if I had come at a time when there were a lot of people.
The scapegoat sisters kept quiet, perhaps because they felt burdened by such a crowd.
Sethi, who was used to this sort of thing, spoke only after all the people brave enough to approach and ask for photos had disappeared.
“A celebrity… “If this happens every time I go to the finals, it will be very painful.”
Dawn smiled and answered.
“I don’t think that’s what someone who manipulated public opinion would say.”
“… At most, all I did was bribe Korean reporters and portals. This kind of popularity… Well, Dawn, it’s closer to what you accomplished on your own.”
“What am I?”
“Cut off Jeon Yun-seong’s arm, broke his senior’s spine, and fought the red star… Everyone is expecting something strange to happen in Olympia. The underdog is going to do something! “With the same feeling.”
“… Underdog?”
A term used to refer to an underdog position in sports. Dawn asked back without realizing it.
“Why am I an underdog? “Did you forget that Jeon Yunseong cut off his arm?”
“Everyone knows that. But the United States is behind Jeon Yun-seong, right? “I think the United States, which recently won five consecutive middle school and general division championships, will not stand by and watch you win.”
It was unexpected, but it wasn’t a completely strange story.
If you compare him and Jeon Yun-seong through the eyes of the public who do not know Yeo-myeong’s true skills, anyone can see that Jeon Yun-seong, who has the United States on his back, has the upper hand.
The situation is such that MacFarlane, who is in the top 10, is blatantly looking down on Jeon Yun-seong.
Dawn, who has already proven her strength by cutting off Jeon Yun-seong’s arm, is the underdog… So, there was nothing awkward about her being in an underdog position.
In the 10th round, the United States was like that.
“And if I had to point out one more reason… “Olympia and the media are pushing it that way.”
“… ?”
“It’s more helpful for box office success if you’re an underdog.”
A cruel mercenary from a small Eastern country who maims his enemies, and a picturesque genius who left that small country and settled in the United States.
Like any other sport, the public watching the Olympia wanted a believable drama, and no matter what the truth was, Dawn’s story was close to that kind of drama.
“It’s an image created by the media and Olympia… Should I change it?”
Seti replied, choking on sugar.
“Can I change it? “Once the public image is imprinted, it is not easy to change.”
“But something can change with just the right video.”
As soon as he finished saying those words, Seti asked back.
“… “By any chance, are you talking about the documentary director who decided to come today?”
Wincing, Dawn looked away with a coffee straw in her mouth. It was the perfect answer.
Then Nettie muttered softly.
“Brother-in-law, aren’t you being too sincere in the documentary? “It might be a monitor sent from America.”
“Um, that’s… You only know if you are a watchdog by checking. Above all, to me, it’s not just a documentary. Director Lee’s documentary… “He was a teacher, an amusement park, and a friend.”
“… .”
Nettie took a sip of coffee and then answered.
“Sometimes, my brother-in-law seems more pitiful than my sister who grew up in a lab… .”
Nettie, who had been spitting out rude words, immediately shut her mouth after receiving the sisters’ fierce gaze.
And when Dawn saw that, she smiled and said.
“I’m okay. Now you have Sethi and your sisters-in-law, and you’ve also been able to meet a director you respect and film a video, right? Now I just have to finish one thing, just one thing.”
“… .”
finish? Almost at the same time, Seti and the other sisters read the meaning behind his happy voice.
plural.
While everyone was silent, as if realizing revenge was not far away, an announcement rang at the airport that a flight from the United States had arrived.
“You’re here.”
After quickly finishing the coffee, Yeomyeong and the sisters headed to the airport toll gate.
A shepherd controlled by Seti and reporters who seemed to have been sent by the Korean government had already taken their seats, and Dawn and her party greeted them appropriately and waited for the director.
And after a while, the director who had been waiting came out to the toll gate.
An old white man with graying hair and wrinkles around his eyes.
John Irving.
For a director who is said to be a legend in the field, he was quite ordinary, but none of the sisters commented on his appearance.
The luggage he brought with him was… It was a strange reason.
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What was loaded onto the truck was not clothes or souvenirs that tourists usually carry, but filming equipment.
Cameras of different sizes, tripods, portable photography chairs with magic circles engraved on them, etc.
There was so much filming equipment that it felt like there was as much filming equipment as could be crammed into that small trailer.
“… Wasn’t it just a director’s assistant? “He brought it in as if he was filming it.”
“… .”
“No way, the United States is trying to monitor my brother-in-law… ?”
Regardless of Nettie’s feelings, the group approached the director. Because the truth can only be known once you encounter it.
“Coach John Irving? I was waiting. “They say there are about a thousand people.”
As Yeo-myeong greeted her politely, the director turned his head. And for a moment, a deep gaze, closer to that of an old wizard than a video director, glanced at the group.
“There are about 1,000 of you?”
“Yes, I have over 1000… ”
Then, John cut him off.
“You… Are you, by any chance, a communist?”
“… ?”
Yeo-myeong, who had no idea that such a conversation would occur during the first greeting, failed to control her facial expressions. So, what kind of bullshit is this? I looked at the director with these eyes.
The director stared into Dawn’s eyes and then tilted his head.
“hmm… That’s strange. is not it? It’s rare for my intuition to go astray. ”
“uh… Hey, director? Suddenly I don’t know what you’re talking about… .”
Yeo-myeong, who came to her senses late, opened her mouth, but the director arbitrarily changed the topic of conversation, as usual with eccentric old people.
“It’s okay as long as you’re not a communist. “Let’s leave the toll gate first.”
“… .”
Regardless of whether Neti muttered behind his back, ‘That old man won,’ Sethi had a shepherd pack the director’s luggage and take him and his group out of the airport.
And I’m trying to catch a ride to a nearby hotel… .
“No, there is no need for lodging. I’m going to leave for Japan right away anyway. “I’ll just stop by a restaurant and go.”
“… yes??”
Director John Irving spoke to Dawn without even looking at Seti and the sisters.
“I came to the academy with about 1,000 people. “It’s to meet you.”
“… It’s not because of my video. “Right?”
“Yes, I have no intention or loyalty to take pictures of the petty propaganda being made in your country. “Just lending the name was worth the money I received.”
“then… .”
“Red Star.”
“… ?”
“I’m filming a video about the red star. And now, the last person he shared a sword with was… “It’s you.”
While Nettie, who failed to control her facial expressions, was hit by her sisters one by one, the director held her tightly by her shoulders.
“So tell me. “What kind of person was Red Star?”
Dawn was relieved in her confusion.
The fact that the respected director was not the black hand of America targeting him.
***
Contrary to popular misunderstanding, modern America does not use black hands.
After the great powers that could compete with them disappeared, they were able to put pressure on people in Yangji as much as they wanted.
for example…
“… “We will gather together all the students who made it to the finals, including Jeon Yun-seong, and provide integrated training to prepare for the Olympia.”
Principal Ximena rolled her eyes at the man who had requested to see her since morning.
And I sighed at the realization that this wasn’t a joke.
“Is that an official request from the United States?”
Then the man in neat military uniform sitting opposite her answered.
“no. “This is my personal request.”
“… If so, I will refuse. MacFarlane. “No matter how great you are, you can’t control students according to the wishes of outsiders.”
Canada’s Top 10, MacFarlane. He, who was obviously a soldier, looked straight at the principal.
“Principal, don’t regret it later, accept it now.”
Principal Ximena glared at MacFarlane in silence.
“… Why, because it doesn’t matter what your personal opinion is, and because everything is what America wants??”
“… Principal.”
“The voices of criticism that Jeon Yun-seong is being trained by the Top 10 alone are decreasing, and you will hear envious criticism from other academies that Lord Howe has blatantly attracted the Top 10. At the same time, he identified the strength of over a thousand people and also eliminated the students who legally gathered around him… .”
“… .”
“Who on earth came up with this proposal? Incredible. “I can’t believe that a proposal packaged with good intentions on the outside is filled with so many maggots.”
The principal sighed. MacFarlane did not say whether her prediction was true or false.
I just silently looked into her eyes, and that proved the principal’s words more clearly than any other words.
“Accept the offer.”
“Why on earth are you so obsessed with Olympia? “It’s a student fight anyway, so you might lose at least once.”
“I didn’t come to explain every detail.”
“If you don’t think you can give a simple explanation, just leave.”
The principal waved his hand and gave the order to congratulate the guests, but MacFarlane did not move.
And they continued to fight like that for a long time.
It was MacFarlane who spoke first.
“If you can’t just accept it, accept it with the condition of voluntary participation. Then at least there will be no harm to the students.”
“… .”
“This is all I can compromise. Principal, this is a directive from the US military. Do you understand? “Resistance doesn’t mean you can survive.”
The principal suddenly stopped moving the pen. She neither cursed nor thanked me.
I just looked at MacFarlane and the picture frame containing Queenie Cowan’s note with tired eyes.
After a while, she moved the pen again and said:
“Participation is voluntary, with the condition that faculty and external instructors also participate.”
MacFarlane stared at her, then stood up in an awkward posture.
“I understand. “I will convey that to the higher-ups.”
“… .”
“and… I salute your romance. Please stay healthy for a long time. Principal.”
widely! After the sound of the door closing, the principal’s sigh continued.
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