193. The back of your head will probably tingle

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“What’s going on over there? What’s the sudden sound of an ambulance?”

At the muttering of the camera staff, one of the production staff hurriedly ran from afar.

“Big deal! Fuhua Group Crown Prince Li Zicheng collapsed.”

“Why all of a sudden?”

“I don’t know. I heard that he grabbed the back of his neck and moved on.”

“Fuck him. He’s been known for his crazy behavior since before.”

“Shh! Be careful, man. If someone hears you, man, you’re just a mouse.”

When the directing staff pretended to slit his throat with his thumb, the camera staff hurriedly looked around.

“It’s big. Anyway, that’s what it says. So why do you come here for nothing and suffer like that?”

Gyuha, who overheard the staff’s whispers, smiled bitterly.

“It looks like it exploded after all.”

The moment she broke up with Li Jia-cheng in ‘Zhong Guo Hui’.

There was a reason why Kyuha suddenly asked for a handshake.

Kyu-ha planted a mine in his head, foreseeing that he would be bothered by seeing Li Ja-cheong baring his teeth until the end.

Of course, it didn’t work anywhere, and it was designed so that the blood vessels in the brain would explode if the fire exceeded the threshold.

Perhaps the hospital will only see it because of a brain hemorrhage.

It was an aura that naturally dissipated after a certain period of time, but when I saw it exploded, I felt like I was angry at the failure of a small plan.

Just then, director Justin Sun approached me from afar.

“Mr. Kyuha. You’ve worked hard so far. Working with you seems to be the greatest pride of my life.”

“No. It must have been a difficult situation for the coach, but he worked hard.”

Justin Sun flinched at the nuance he said as if he knew everything, but soon asked for a handshake with a confident smile.

“As a filmmaker, I will make a work that I am not ashamed of.”

That’s how the filming of the Korean-Chinese co-production, Gaudang, which took a long six months, was completed.

***

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Vice President’s Office of Beijing Ma Tian Lun Cultural Propaganda Co., Ltd.

“Hey, darling. How are things going?”

“I-I don’t even know, Vice President.”

“How do I know if you don’t know, man! What are you trying to do if you can’t figure out a thing like that?”

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Zeemin’s cell phone rings just in time.

“Take it.”

“It’s big. I’ll answer the phone for a second. Uh. Okay, how was it?”

Zemin burst into anger.

“What is this, you bastard!? Is this bastard playing around with this? No, you bastard, no!”

As the phone call got longer and Zemin’s expression hardened, Zhang Fang was overcome with an ominous feeling.

Zeemin’s phone call finally ended.

“What is it? What the hell is going on? Talk to me! I’m dying of frustration.”

Zemin, who was watching Zhang Fang’s eyes, struggled to open his mouth.

“All plans have failed…”

“What? I heard all the guys from the Fuhua Group’s security office came in? But they let them lie down for a few months, right?”

“Oh, no. Song Kyu-ha has no problems and many of Fuhua Group’s bodyguards are hospitalized. But the bigger problem is…”

Jang Bang, whose hair turned white at the shocking news, asked with a trembling voice.

“Is there a bigger problem than this?”

“At the scene, Li Zacheng collapsed. The hospital said it was a cerebral hemorrhage, but he’ll probably live as a vegetable for the rest of his life…”

The frightened Zhang Fang got up from his seat and grabbed Zemin by the shoulder and shook him.

“What!? Is that really true?”

“Yes. It’s true…”

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“her!”

Jang Bang, who sat down on the sofa as if collapsing, pulled out his hair.

“Where the hell did it go wrong? It wasn’t meant to be like this…”

At best, it was to send an actor to a goal.

It’s something I’ve done often, and it wasn’t difficult.

However, everything from one to ten was twisted.

Jangbang’s head rotated rapidly.

“You can’t relate to Li Jiacheng and us, right?”

“Of course. Li Jiacheng usually had high blood pressure, and since he was angry with himself, it wouldn’t hurt us either.”

“Yeah… that’s fortunate.”

It was only then that the long-distanced chest cooled down with cold water.

“Hey! It’s good. That little devil. I received a punishment. I should have written my heart.”

In the past, he had been slapped by Li Jiacheng in front of people for having poor greetings, so he felt relieved inside.

“By the way … Lee 춴 What should I do?”

Jangbang, who was afraid of the wrath of the vice director of the Ministry of Culture and Tourism, expressed concern.

“Honestly, it’s not our fault, is it?”

“yes?”

Zhang Bang was enticed by Zeomin’s words.

“Didn’t Vice President Richuan tell you over the phone? Just do what he told you to do. We did everything he told you to do. What failed was Fuhua Group’s failure. Isn’t that right, Vice President?”

Zhang Fang’s complexion brightened at Zemin’s words.

“That’s right. Didn’t it come from Richawn’s head that he asked the little demon to be sent? If we blame that on us, then we really have no conscience.”

“That’s right, Vice President.”

The two people who tried to masturbate while fully operating the positive circuit.

This time, Jangbang’s cell phone rang.

[Dried tofu rice]

“Hey crazy. It’s a rich call… What should I do? I really don’t want to answer.”

“If you don’t, it will only get worse.”

“Whoa… is that so?”

Jang-bang pressed the call button with trembling fingers after taking two deep breaths.

“Yes, Vice President Rich. I’ve answered the phone.”

– Hey you bastard!!! How the hell are you doing it!!!

Jangbang protested as if he was unfair at the swear words that came flying without hesitation.

“Chief Vice President. How is this my responsibility? I just did everything I was told.”

– So this is my fault? ah! Was it all my fault? oops i was wrong I have caused a great burden to Zhang Fang, vice president of Beijing Ma Tian Lun Cultural Propaganda Co., Ltd.”

Sensing the danger, Jang Bang instinctively lowered his head.

“Ugh. Sorry. It’s all my fault.”

– Listen carefully. This is just Fuhua Group’s Li Jiacheng doing a show alone and fucking with me, and everything is Fuhua Group’s fault, okay?

“Yes. That’s right. What the vice president said is all right.”

Zemin looked at Zhang Fang with cold eyes as he bowed his head while holding the mobile phone with both hands.

– Manager He Sunping also skipped that part, so we just need to finish it well. Do you know what I mean?

“Sure. I’ve fed Justin Sun enough money, and I’ve secretly finished all the make-up shoots. Don’t worry.”

– do well. never be careless If this goes wrong, then we will all really die.”

“I’ll be fine. Don’t worry. OK! Go in.”

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Jang-bang, with his head bent as if his back would bend at the cell phone, lifted his head slightly to confirm that the call had been disconnected.

“Ah. A bastard the size of a dried tofu mouse X. My long-haired temperament has really died down. If it was like the old days, I would have run into it right away. You know my temper, right?”

“I know that well. In the past, when I was a general manager, you said everything to the boss.”

“So! I guess I’m getting old too. In the old days, you bastard Richoon wouldn’t have been able to say a word to me.”

‘It sucks. Flying baby. ‘

Zeomin, who had struggled to suppress the words coming up from the dantian, was busy raising up the elongated square.

“By the way, Justin Sun takes good care of him.”

“That man. Now I and I are no different from old friends. I’ll do everything you ask.”

“Okay. It was just a matter of finishing well anyway.”

Zemin met with director Justin Sun and made a secret request.

From the Korean side, it was filmed so that there would be no problems with historical research, but the scenes that were advantageous to China were filmed separately.

First of all, Tang Taejong Lee Se-min directed the scene to look superior and superior to Yeon Gaesomun, and even in the final battle, Lee Se-min showed mercy to Goguryeo and made it look like he was deliberately retreating.

The scene where Yeon Gae So-mun appeared was also filmed by getting a minor role with a body similar to Kyu-ha and wearing only a costume, but I was going to fake it with the editing.

“Keuk Kuk, you’ll be surprised when a Korean movie is released, right? You’ll probably get a tingling sensation in the back of your head.”

“Sure. You’ll be very surprised.”

The calendar hanging on the wall commemorating the 30th anniversary of diplomatic ties between Korea and China fluttered like a flag in the wind.

***

Stella Entertainment Han Jeong-hee’s executive office.

Knock Knock

“Yes. Come in.”

“It’s been a while. Team leader Han. No, I should call him general manager now.”

“Oh! Gyuha is here? Hurry up and sit over here.”

Han Jung-hee, whose dark circles under her eyes were engraved like a badge of vigil, welcomed Kyu-ha.

“You look very tired. Are you okay?”

“Haa… There are a lot of things to do as the general manager. There are a lot of things to be paid for. I just want to follow Kyuha to the field like before.”

Han Jeong-hee has now established a unique position within the company.

As I took on the position of head of the management division, which can be said to be a real-life position, I naturally took my hands off the management work.

Lee Bong-goo has also moved up from being a road manager to the position of head of department and is in charge of Kyu-ha, but Han Jeong-hee feels sorry for Kyu-ha in a corner of her heart.

“I’m sorry. I wanted to take care of Kyu-ha until the end, but this is true… It’s not easy because the location has changed.”

“There’s no need to be sorry. It’s natural. Bong-goo is doing a good job for team manager Han Jeong-hee. Don’t worry too much.”

Feeling a little relieved, Han Jeong-hee smiled mischievously, perhaps feeling Kyu-ha’s sincerity.

“I’m grateful, but I’m also a bit disappointed. Did Bong-gu already fill my seat? Isn’t it too fast?”

“No. It’s not full, it’s about 70%…”

“Already 70%? hahahaha… Sooner or later, my vacancy will be completely gone. I’m afraid I’ll just leave and rejoin the company as a road manager.”

“That’s a bit… And Manager Han always leaves an empty seat.”

“Hohoho, Gyuha-san, you say embarrassing too? This is precious, right?”

Looking at Kyu-ha, who smiled awkwardly, Han Jeong-hee asked.

“No big deal in China, right? According to Bonggu, nothing major happened.”

The faces of Liao Fan and Li Zacheng passed by for a moment, but Gyu-ha nodded without showing any expression.

“Sure. I just quietly filmed. Well, director Justin Sun and all the staff were okay? I had fun filming.”

“Hmm… Really? Maybe we reacted too sensitively… Anyway, it’s good that it finished well. They said that it will be officially released in about 5 months after the post-production is finished. This time, it will be released simultaneously around the world.”

“Maybe the movie will turn out well.”

“Hey. Kyuha usually doesn’t give such confident comments. Is that enough?”

“I really enjoyed filming it. Personally, I got along well with the character ‘Yeon Gaesomun’.”

“I honestly thought it might not fit with Kyuha’s image, but I’m glad.”

The two shared the joy of the aftermath.

After a while, Han Jeong-hee brought up the main topic.

“I’m sorry, Gyu-ha, but I think I’ll have to board another plane in two weeks.”

“Why? What happened?”

“Something happened! I got an invitation from Kyu-ha at the Academy Awards. We have to go to America.”

Kyu-ha was invited to the Oscars, which are famous for not opening their doors to people of color.