Possessed 10 Million Actors-Chapter 27

About a minute had passed since the end of the day’s speech.

I returned to where I had originally stood and remembered the performance from a while ago.

Was it too real?

The acting I did earlier was based on my experience.

It was like playing a harmless prank on new recruits.

The reason sitcoms are fun is because of the realistic settings and acting. This is probably the right way to act this time.

While I was thinking about it, one of the professors said with a slight smile.

“to—. hmm. uh—. Thanks for your hard work. “I saw a good performance.”

This was the professor I acted on by spouting in his face.

Fortunately, he didn’t seem to be in a bad mood. Though he did look a little tired.

The professor sitting next to him said.

“Hmm! Before I look at the applicant’s specialties, I would like to ask you a few questions. “Please feel free to say whatever you think.”

“All right.”

It is a practical test, but of course, there is also an interview. I did as Yeonmi had practiced, straightened my back, and looked at the professors with a slight smile.

the professor asked.

“Why did you apply to our school? “There are many other good schools.”

He thought for about 5 seconds before answering calmly.

“Because it was recommended by the best actors.”

Perhaps because it was an unexpected answer, the professor who asked the question was taken aback for a moment. Then he smiled slightly and said.

“Recommended by the best actors?”

His voice was definitely more pleasant than before. After all, professors are human beings, so it felt good to hear praise from them.

“Yes. After the first reading of <Dreams of the Sun Rising>, I had the opportunity to have dinner with other senior actors. Naturally, the topic of universities came up, and he recommended Seoguk University.”

Slight smiles appeared on the faces of the other professors as well. Only Kim Yeonmi’s father, Professor Kim Seunghyun, remained expressionless the whole time.

“Is this the story of choosing our school because a senior recommended it? “Is there any other reason?

“That’s not all. Seoguk University aims to cultivate professional acting and directing talents from the very first year.”

“Also, when I work as an actor in the future, I know that the relationship between seniors and juniors is solid…”

“The practice room, which is open 24 hours a day, is really well equipped…”

I recited the pride of the school that Seo Yeonsoo had told me in advance and the characteristics of the school that I had personally discovered.

The more I talked, the brighter the faces of the professors became.

It is said that compliments make even whales dance…

Several questions followed.

“Which actor do you think is a great actor?”

“He is an actor who can possess a role rather than imitate it.”

“There will be many difficulties when you become an actor in the future. How will you overcome them?

“I will grit my teeth and persevere, just as I have done so far. “I persevered and passed the drama audition by myself.

“What will you do if you fail?

“I will improve my skills and try again next year. But I want to pass on the first try if possible!”

The professors smiled at my answer. Looking at the reaction, it didn’t seem bad.

I was worried, but in my opinion, I did better than I thought.

Perhaps the reason I was able to answer confidently without being nervous was because I had gained Kim Yeonmi’s memory.

The professor said after a while, pointing his pen at his guitar lying on the floor.

“I see you brought a guitar. Is singing your specialty?”

“Oh, yes! “I have prepared a song.”

“Great. “Can I see it now?”

“Yes!”

I carefully picked up the guitar that was lying on the floor.

A guitar with a similar design to the one Yeonmi used before. It was a guitar that I finally found after wandering around a shopping mall in Paradise for a while.

I took the guitar out and sat cross-legged on the floor like Yeonmi. There was a chair next to me, but I didn’t sit on it on purpose.

Then Professor Seung-hyun Kim spoke with a slightly embarrassed voice.

“It’s okay to sit on the chair next to you.”

“No. I feel comfortable in this position.”

Professor Seung-hyun Kim frowned slightly at my answer. It didn’t seem like he was in a bad mood.

Rather, it was because he wanted to concentrate and watch.

“Let me see what you have prepared.”

Professor Kim Seung-hyun spoke with a more serious look in his eyes than other professors.

He looked at me more seriously than when I was acting.

Probably because Yeonmi and his wife were sitting while playing the guitar and singing.

It might be a sad, unpleasant sight for him. Nevertheless, I had to play the guitar that way.

The test room was quiet again. I closed my eyes and surrendered to Yeonmi’s memories.

Ding-Tidi- Ding— Ding—.

The song I’m playing now is Yeonmi’s mother’s favorite song, “Holding You in My Arms,” which Yeonmi practiced so hard.

***

Jinseok insists on sitting on the floor and playing the guitar. Looking at Jinseok like that, Professor Seung-hyun Kim thought.

You play the guitar in a very unique way.

When he saw Jinseok, his wife and daughter vaguely appeared in his mind. Professor Seung-hyun Kim immediately shook his head and erased such thoughts from his mind.

Personal feelings should not be included in the evaluation of applicants.

My wife and daughter are probably not the only ones sitting on the floor playing guitar.

Ding-Tidi- Ding— Ding—.

What kind of song is that?

However, when Jinseok started to play the guitar, Professor Seung-hyun Kim clenched his fists without realizing it.

How could this song be… Why is it in that position…

Humans are simple animals.

When you smell a fragrance similar to someone you loved, you think of that person, and when you eat food similar to the home-cooked food you ate as a child, you think of your parents who cooked it for you.

The same goes for music, of course.

Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-dong.

As the beautiful melody flowed from Jinseok’s guitar, Professor Seung-hyun Kim couldn’t help but feel his heart pound.

This is the song he sang to his wife when he asked her to marry him. A guitar that his wife played in the same position every day until she died.

Putting it all together, the song their daughter said she would sing in front of them.

He said he would also invite Yeonmi to his examination room…

Now I realized that the guitar was similar to the one Yeonmi used.

The person in front of me is a man named Kang Jinseok, whom I met for the first time today.

But…

Professor Kim Seung-Hyun could not get rid of the thoughts of his wife and daughter that kept popping into his head.

That song and that attitude at that time.

Even the place.

Everything reminded me of my daughter and my wife.

It went on for a long time. Jinseok began to sing.

“Streetlight light~ Your scent passing by on a cloudy night~”

Professor Seung-hyun Kim is not a musician. So I don’t know if he can play the guitar or sing well.

Of course, I could tell that Jinseok’s breathing and posture were good when he sang.

Professor Kim Seung-hyun was also well aware of the importance of breathing and posture in acting.

But Professor Kim Seung-hyun did not have time to worry about that right now.

Professor Kim Seung-hyun was now immersed in happy memories.

“I want to express my feelings! uh—!”

Well, it’s off. The commonly known Jeepsari.

When Jinseok made a mistake while singing a beautiful melody, the other professors started to write something on their evaluation sheets.

On the other hand, Professor Seung-hyun Kim was overcome with emotion.

“—.”

As time passed, I wiped the tears from my eyes with my now rough hands. Tears slowly but surely filled his eyes.

My wife… His daughter always made mistakes here… How, no. Why is even this part wrong?

As soon as he thought that, several scenes flashed through his mind.

Memories of his wife making mistakes and being embarrassed while singing him songs. And the moment when their daughter smiled brightly next to him.

‘Honey… Yeonmi…’

After his wife died, his daughter practiced singing on a guitar that was much bigger than her body. She kept repeating the same mistakes in the same places, blaming herself.

He didn’t avoid Yeonmi’s eyes at that time…

In the end, he imagined his daughter playing the guitar and singing in front of him, which he had not seen.

If Yeonmi had taken the test… Yeonmi must have made the same mistake.

Professor Kim Seung-Hyun had never shed a tear since the death of his wife and daughter. No matter how sad a work he saw or how sad a song he heard, he was unimpressed.

Because he was never sadder than when he lost his wife and daughter.

Holy shit… What is this?

Kim Seung-hyun was sadder than anyone else and shed tears.

I tried to rub my eyes roughly, but the action actually brought out more tears.

“Whoa…”

When coincidences overlap three times, it is said to be fate.

The first time Jinseok sat on the floor and played the guitar, Professor Seung-hyun Kim thought it was a coincidence.

He also thought it was a coincidence that his wife liked it and that their daughter chose the song she wanted to sing.

But when the mistakes he made were always the same, it could no longer be dismissed as a coincidence.

Is there some kind of connection?

“Share your dreams…”

When the song ended, the professors stopped writing on the evaluation paper and looked up at Jinseok.

“Great. Thank you for your hard work…”

Just as one of the professors was about to say something, Professor Kim Seung-hyun stood up and interrupted the other professor.

“Mr. Kang Jinseok.”

Jinseok looked at Professor Seung-hyun Kim and replied softly.

“Yes.”

“Just one impromptu act… “No, please.”

When my daughter died in my arms in a car accident, her hot blood soaked my shirt.

Just like that time, my shirt was soaked.

But not with blood, but with tears.

Professor Seung-hyun Kim said, forgetting that his clothes were wet.

“A daughter dying in his father’s arms … No, it’s okay if it’s a son. “Try to act out that person’s emotions.”

What if Jinseok is related to Professor Seung-hyun Kim?

It might give him the answer he’s been curious about all his life.

“Is it okay to play a child who dies in his father’s arms?”

When Jinseok asked again, Professor Seung-hyun Kim nodded.

The professors next to him were embarrassed by the tears that continued to flow, but no one objected, knowing his sense of loss.

“All right.”

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