“With Jihoon, I feel like he could capture even the subtle details of the emotions of twenty-year-old Jun. Not too much, not too little. There are still some parts I want to clarify, but I’ll take a closer look at them in the final interview.”
The last part of all casting auditions is a 1:1 meeting between the director and the final candidate actor. The director wants to know who this actor is, how much they can bring the character to life, and if there can be a synergy between the director and the actor. In the final audition, the director seeks confirmation for these questions.
Perhaps, in the final audition, Jun will have a one-on-one conversation with Jihoon to gain that assurance.
PD Kang, aligning the corners of the profile pictures neatly, said.
“Okay, Jun’s role is roughly outlined. Tomorrow is a one-day role, right? The casting auditions are halfway done. Everyone worked hard. Even after judging so many actors, I was worried that if no one liked by Director Kim appeared, what would we do.”
“Yeah.”
Jun’s faintly smiling expression brightened.
Having passed the expected time, we could finally leave the broadcasting station. Since I had to keenly feel the tension of the actors every time they opened the door and entered, it felt like my stamina was rapidly depleting, separate from the evaluations.
“Ah, the energy consumption is bigger than I thought. I’ve been sitting quietly, but when did I use up all that energy?”
As soon as I got into Jun’s car, I threw my body as if the backrest would collapse down soon.
“I’m tired. I’ll wake you up when we get home, so take a nap.”
Becoming like a lump of clay, I didn’t want to move my fingertips. But, after a while, as if Jun couldn’t stand it, he deeply leaned his upper body to my left and fastened the seatbelt, saying,
“But, I won’t be able to see your face if you sleep.”
After Jun’s hand, holding the seatbelt, paused for a moment, a faint sound of laughter tickled my ears.
“In return, I’ll make sure you see it as soon as you wake up. Sleep quickly. We have to go to work early tomorrow.”
“You have to go to work too, to the broadcasting station. Our broadcasting station.”
Tomorrow, casting auditions were scheduled to continue from the morning. Therefore, not only me, who was a judge and an employee, but also Jun had to go to work like a regular employee tomorrow.
“Yeah, so go to sleep quickly. Let’s go to work together tomorrow morning.”
Without any noticeable change in expression, Jun, as usual, said nonchalantly while driving. However, the words suggesting going to work together tomorrow morning made my heart flutter even more.
In Jun’s always busy schedule, there didn’t seem to be room for me.
Being a drama writer, I often had fixed patterns during weekdays, revolving around the broadcasting station due to being tied up with broadcasts. On the other hand, except for scriptwriting, there was no way for me to contribute to Jun’s professional field.
Encountering people from completely different professions meant trying hard to create a connection in each other’s lives that seemed like they would never overlap. It also meant making efforts not to neglect the precious connections that had been created.
Perhaps that’s why Jun’s words about going to work together tomorrow morning were as welcome as a light green sprout that had just sprouted from a seed nurtured with care for a long time. An eagerness to see that sprout kept growing, like the feeling of wanting to see it again and again.
Not understanding such feelings, Jun, who couldn’t fathom the excitement that had just surged, looked at me, who was trying to calm down my chest that had just thumped with excitement, and bluntly asked,
“Don’t you dislike going to work together?”
“No. I like going to work together.”
“That doesn’t look like that kind of expression.”
“Oh, just hearing about it makes me excited.”
“If you get excited about that, how will you live with me when we live together, trembling heart and all?”
My throbbing heart barely settled down again. The tone that we would eventually live together was simple. The thought in Jun’s heart had clearly been there a long time ago.
“Yeah……”
Really. My heart is shaking so much; I might not be able to live with you, really.
My recent response probably didn’t reach Jun, buried under the sound of the car. Fortunately.
“You seem to have no intention of thinking about it. You say you’re tired.”
“I’m not tired of looking at you.”
“You express love beautifully.”
Jun’s voice gently echoed in my ears. The resonance reached my chest, making it pound.
At that moment, I suddenly remembered.
“But, Jun.”
“Yeah.”
“It’s about Mr. Jihoon.”
“Jihoon? Why suddenly Jihoon?”
“Thorns are rising again.”
“No. It’s not like that.”
Even the sentence denying it was awkward. Thinking again about what happened at the audition venue today, it was Jun whose feet were numb.
“I tried not to show it.”
Laughter erupted. If I had said that I deliberately showed it, it might have been more convincing.
“Don’t worry. Mr. Jihoon won’t suffer any disadvantages from my personal feelings.”
“Oh, I really didn’t worry about that.”
It was true. Jun had chosen Jihoon as the actor who could most realistically portray twenty-year-old Jun, and he had already decided to have a one-on-one final interview with Jihoon.
Efforts had been made all along to fairly evaluate actors who could play an important role in the completion of the movie, and I, who had been watching from the side, was well aware of it.
“I know too. There were moments that seemed uncharacteristic and cheesy. You’ve been watching me every day for a day.”
I tried to say that I didn’t think it was cheesy, but I hesitated at Jun’s disheartening words.
“Well, intellectually, I understand it. But, when I actually look at the person who resembles me in front of my eyes… Ha, really, I couldn’t control my expression. Rather than resembling me or not, it’s more distracting if people pay more attention to it.”
Then Jun, realizing that he was auditioning as a director, choosing an actor who looked like him and acted well, and being cautious like this during the audition process, laughed and said it seemed like a problem.
At that moment, I felt that this wasn’t something that could be dismissed simply as Jun’s immature jealousy.
“But, Jun.”
I gently placed my hand on Jun’s hand. Jun’s surprised eyes turned to me.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
*
Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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