Chapter 71 Chapter 71
On the set, makeup artist Choi Yu-jung is busy applying setting powder to the actors' faces.
She has not been in the industry for long, but with her outstanding professional skills and friendly personality, she has quickly gained a place in the makeup artist circle. She is currently working on the film "Blind Witness" crew. Although she has only been on the crew for a short month,
But she had already become familiar with the actors in the crew. Yu Chenghao sat upright in his chair, slightly lowering his head to press his phone, allowing her to touch up his makeup. He had a face that makeup artists loved, with three-dimensional features and clear structure.
Especially when filming modern dramas, aside from minor blemishes that require slight touch-ups, the rest rarely requires much alteration. Choi Yu-jung's hands continued to work, and seeing that he seemed in a good mood, she asked with concern, "Did filming go well these past two days?"
She didn't have a close relationship with the actors and didn't often talk to them on a daily basis, but Yoo Seung-ho was young and polite, and he had appeared on TV screens since he was a child, so Choi Yoo-jung couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity as if she had "watched him grow up."
"Yeah, not bad." Yu Seungho turned off his phone and smiled. "Noona, are there any fun places in Seoul?" "Want to go out with friends?" "Yeah, I've been filming a lot, so I don't know where to go."
Choi Yoo Jung put down the paintbrush in her hand and couldn't help but tease, "Is it a male friend or a female friend? You have to tell me clearly first so that I can recommend a place." "Girlfriend." Yu Seung Ho curled his eyes, as if trying to hold back.
But a smile etched itself in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. Cui Youjing hadn't expected him to be so blunt, and was stunned. Was this something she could hear? She subconsciously glanced around, worried that someone else might pass by and overhear.
The film set was set up in an abandoned residential building on the outskirts of the city. Each set was individually constructed at considerable expense, so the resting space provided by the crew was quite rudimentary. The dressing room she was in was just a makeshift, vacant floor, with crew members constantly coming and going, leaving her with virtually no privacy.
Fortunately, there was no one in the room now, and she was the only one who heard these words.
"Don't you have to keep it a secret?" Choi Yujung couldn't help but ask, her voice slightly nervous. In their line of work, they come into contact with many artists, and with a few exceptions, most artists with even a modicum of fame are extremely vigilant about their private lives.
"It's okay," Yu Seung-ho shrugged. "It's not a crime." Choi Yoo-jung laughed. "Blind Witness" is a crime film, and the actors, after so long in the film, even speak with a cinematic air.
"As for your girlfriend, let's go to Lotte Amusement Park. It's just right for you at your age." She couldn't help but think of the scene when she was young and went to the amusement park with an ex-boyfriend, and secretly sighed in her heart that it was great to be young.
But before she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered that no matter how much she didn't mind, the other person was not an amateur, so she said, "I almost forgot, it might not be convenient for you to go to the amusement park-"
"It's okay," Yu Chenghao had already turned on his phone and started sending messages, "Let's go to the amusement park, thank you, Noona." After saying that, he smiled at her reassuringly.
Choi Yujung was about to say something when she caught a glimpse of a middle-aged man approaching from behind them in the mirror. It was Yoo Seung-ho's manager, a man who seemed even more distant than the artist.
In all her time on the set, Choi Yu-jung had never seen him smile. Even though they shared the same surname, for some reason, every time she saw him, she felt a strange sense of dread. So she quickly finished what she was doing, packed up her makeup bag, and tactfully made room for the two of them.
Yu Chenghao also saw it and raised his hand to greet him: "Brother, are you here?" "Well, when is the next scene?" The man nodded at Cui Youjing, walked to the side, pulled up a chair and sat down.
Yu Chenghao glanced down at the time: "Ten minutes later." With only two people left in the room, the man's tense back relaxed slightly. Sensitively noticing the man's unsightly expression, Yu Chenghao glanced sideways at him. "What happened?"
"Are you in a relationship?" "Well, how did I know?" "A tabloid took some photos." The man pulled out a few photos from his pocket. "I just contacted the company this morning."
Yu Seungho took it and slowly flipped through the photos one by one. The photos were candid shots of him and Lia on the street that day during the social. Standing side by side in the night, the hazy light and shadow revealed a certain beauty.
"Not bad." He raised an eyebrow and put the photo away. "Can I have this?" The man choked. "We stopped them this time, but we might not be able to do that next time."
"I'm not planning to hide it." Yu Chenghao raised his head and said in a light tone, "I thought this was not a ban?" The man frowned.
He watched the person in front of him grow up little by little - growing very fast, and his ideas... also became bigger and bigger.
"You're in a transition period," he said succinctly. "We just secured a deal for a play written by Wen Xizhen. You don't want anything to go wrong because of your relationship, do you?"
In addition to the film they are currently shooting, they also worked hard to secure the role of the youngest son of a chaebol family.
From the director, script, to cast, if nothing unexpected happens, this drama will become a big hit next year, and that role will also help Yoo Seung-ho transform from the "national younger brother" to an adult male actor.
Yu Chenghao didn't answer, his face rarely darkened, as if he was thinking about what he said.
"Is it that girl from school?" the man thought, reminiscing. The candid photos, taken from too far away, made it hard to make out the girl's face. Aside from their activities in the social circle, the only person he remembered from the past few years was the one he'd seen filming a promotional video for high school.
This was just a guess, but the next second, judging by Yu Chenghao's expression, he confirmed the answer to the question. "This is my business, brother." Yu Chenghao looked at him steadily, "Don't involve her."
The man sighed: "What do you think of me? I'm only suggesting one thing: don't date in public places." "That's not fair to her." "Then is it fair to your career and your investment in the company?" No response.
"Think about it," the man said, not wanting to argue further. He stood up. Just then, a stagehand arrived, urging them to go on stage. Putting his phone and photos in his jacket pocket, Yu Seung-ho muttered a low "hmm" and stood up to head to the set.
The coat hung on the back of the chair, lying there quietly, the man glanced at it, as if thinking about something. * When Quan Zhilong arrived at the recording studio, Kush was circling Lia excitedly, looking from a distance like a puppy playing around its owner.
Although this metaphor is not quite appropriate. He smiled and pushed open the door. Kush's voice immediately came towards him: "Tell me, who is it——"
The sound of the door opening interrupted the conversation inside the room. The two people realized that someone had come in and turned their heads at the same time. "What are you talking about?" Quan Zhilong put down the gift bag he brought from the top floor and asked casually.
The bag contained some high-end candy Yang Hyun-suk had brought back from abroad, which he'd given to him after finishing his business. Bigbang is currently in the midst of their comeback, and while their performance isn't as impressive as their last album, it's been solid, so the candy was a casual bonus.
Seeing him asking, Kush couldn't wait to share the big news he had just discovered: "I was asking, is the apprentice in love——"
As he spoke, he winked and exaggerated what he had just seen, then nudged Lia: "Just satisfy the curiosity of the Oppas, let's all listen to the good news~~"
Quan Zhilong paused, the smile on his face falling. He walked over to the sofa and sat down lazily, his eyes fixed on the two of them. "Really?" He pulled up the corner of his mouth, as if he was interested, and joined the conversation.
The air suddenly fell silent for a moment. Lia's hands tightened on her knees. "Yeah," she nodded. "It won't be long." The gaze was heavy, as if it wanted to see through her, but it quickly looked away.
"Not long ago... Is that a college classmate?" Kush speculated. "College classmate is great. If it's Seoul National University, I'm all for it! Right?"
As he spoke, he didn't forget to find an ally, glancing excitedly at Quan Zhilong. "..." No one responded. Kush's words fell to the ground, shattered. Something was wrong. Very wrong.
Kush's eyes turned, and he glanced back and forth.
The two who had seemed in good spirits just a moment ago suddenly darkened in unison. Quan Zhilong twirled the ring on his hand, his gaze fixed on the half-man-tall bear in the recording studio, his mind etched in his mind. Kush's scalp tightened.
Who will save him... "Gang, what did the president say to you just now?" He thought quickly and changed the subject to Lia.
"They asked me to participate in the post-production of a talent show." Lia pursed her lips and came back to her senses. "The president said that if there is a suitable candidate for debut, maybe I can be involved in the album in the future."
She thought for a moment, then picked out the key points of Yang Hyun-seok's words and repeated them again. She then looked at Kush, as if to seek his opinion. Kush, who had been just looking for a casual conversation starter, actually pondered the whole thing for a moment.
"I'm just saying this privately. Just listen to the president's words, there's no truth to this. Regardless of whether anyone will eventually debut from YG, even if they do, there are still a lot of people in the company who haven't released an album in several years."
It’s not that he has any negative opinions about Yang Xianshi, but there are too many variables in this matter. If he holds on to his hopes, he might be disappointed.
Lia nodded, not feeling particularly upset. She'd anticipated this outcome when she left Yang Hyun-seok's office, and Kush's words felt more like confirmation. His bluntness suggested he was genuinely thinking about her.
"But then again," Kush scratched his head, "putting aside the future, this opportunity is worth a try."
"Putting aside all that miscellaneous stuff, think of ways to get in touch with the contestants. Don't just focus on editing the instrumentals—" He paused, as if considering how to phrase it, "Just... think more about how to develop these people into artists who can debut."
As a producer, besides songwriting, the most important thing is to know people. Taking advantage of this opportunity to hone your talent is a rare opportunity.
Kush shared a lot of his experience without reservation. Lia was stunned and thought about it. The clue that was not very clear after coming down from the top floor finally surfaced -
She had been focused on the empty promise, not really considering the other considerations. She nodded, thanked him earnestly, and quickly took Kush's words to heart.
With one person talking and the other listening, the other person in the room felt like they were missing. It wasn't until Lia remembered why she'd come to the studio that she turned around and asked Quan Zhilong, "Oppa, what did you want to say?"
Quan Zhilong was stunned for a moment, then seemed to react. He lowered his head and thought for a moment, finally remembering the text message. "Oh..." He spoke slowly, making up an excuse, "I still need to revise the mix from last week."
Lia was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"
If I remember correctly, he had clearly replied, "Great, no problem." But it wasn't the first time he'd done this kind of rework. Despite some doubts, Lia agreed, "Okay, I'll take care of it in a minute. What needs adjusting?"
"...Let me take a look, there's no rush." Lia nodded, and just as she was about to say something else, her cell phone suddenly rang - it was an unknown call.
Few people called her number; her closest friends mostly contacted her through messaging apps. Thinking it might be a call from school, she stood up and walked out the door. "I'm going out to answer it."
Kush responded and watched her walk out of the room. Finally, she disappeared outside the door. Then he put his arm around Quan Zhilong's shoulders and asked in a low voice, "What happened just now?"
"What's going on?" Quan Zhilong pushed his hand away and leaned back on the sofa. "I'm not blind. Why are you upset for no reason?" "No." He took out a lighter from somewhere and twirled it in his hand.
The urge to smoke came back. "Had a fight with your girlfriend?" Kush guessed. Kwon Ji-yong shook his head. "Too much to do. I have a headache."
Kush was skeptical, but couldn't tell what was wrong. In the end, he could only comfort her, "Take a good rest after your comeback this time. We'll find a place to relax together then." "Yeah." Quan Zhilong nodded and responded softly.
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