Chapter 126: A Never-ending Cycle, Whether That’s Power Dynamics or Psychological Warfare (8)
TL: emptycube / ED: Isleidir
The lemon wedge slid down to my chin.
I threw it off and brushed my hair back. It was wet everywhere I touched. When I licked my lips, I tasted alcohol.
“Uh, what do I do? Oppa, does it hurt/”
Lee Songha was rubbing my face with the sleeve of her bathrobe. Even though her movements were hasty, she was careful like she was touching a wet chick. Since there weren’t just one or two people looking at us, I pushed Lee Songha’s hand away and wiped my face with the back of my hand.
“It doesn’t hurt, but Sonha.”
“Yes, yes.”
“I thought I told you to discuss with me if you wanted to throw something?”
Even though she said her hands felt empty and even if it was out of reflex, I had thought that our promise would take priority.
When I stared at her, Lee Songha nervously said,
“I know, I’m sorry, oppa. But the director…”
“The director?”
When I looked at the production team, Director Woo was replaying the filmed scene while talking with the production staff and assistant director.
Soon, Director Woo jolted up from his seat and came over.
“Chief Jung, your reactions were amazing. We were able to clearly capture your surprised and flustered reactions. See, I told you that you only needed to react. If you knew you’d be splashed with alcohol, you wouldn’t have made such an expression.”
Ah.
So Director Woo ordered her.
“Sorry for giving you this role after asking you to make a cameo appearance. Ms. Chaeyoung’s presence is too big that I thought we needed at least this much action for Mr. Songha to win their power struggle. Since everyone at home knows your relationship with Ms. Songha, the scene will also be comedic.”
“It’s okay. As long as you got it.”
And here I thought Lee Songha couldn’t control her instincts and threw it at me.
I was going to tell Lee Songha that she did a good job before pausing.
If the scene came out great, why was it NG?
Before I could ask, Director Woo said,
“Ms. Chaeyoung, your actions and ad-libbed lines were all great. There’s nothing more to say.”
Son Chaeyoung’s lips curled up slightly.
“The problem is Ms. Songha. I don’t think we can use any bust shots of you.”
My eyes unconsciously widened.
It was NG because of Lee Songha? They wouldn’t be able to use a single cut?
Director Woo frowned as he said,
“Your gaze was great for the previous scene, but this time, the tension in the air crumbled. It was clearly obvious you were hesitant when splashing the cocktail on him. Why are you like this suddenly? Is it your first time in a scene like this? Is it difficult to splash a cocktail on someone you’re close to?”
“No, it was my mistake. I flinched without knowing… I’ll do it properly this time.”
Lee Songha replied while biting on her lower lip.
Director Woo nodded and place his hand on my shoulder.
“Chief Jung’s reaction was perfect, but since there’s a three shot and an angle where a camera is filming over your shoulder, you are always in the frame. Would you mind doing it again…?”
I nodded at the apologetic Director Woo.
I had already been worried that Lee Songha didn’t feel as realistic as Son Chaeyoung, who was only making a cameo appearance. If the mood changes from this scene, if it makes the viewers look at Lee Songha more than Son Chaeyoung, then why not?
“It’s refreshing and nice. It’s tasty too.”
Other actors in dramas were hit with kimchi, flour, and stuff, so cocktails weren’t so bad. When I said this while licking my lower lip, Son Chaeyoung’s eyes narrowed. Then she revealed a crooked smile.
“You like this? Then should I ask her to throw a cake at you next time? That feels much worse.”
“I’m satisfied with just watching…”
I trailed off mid-reply.
A few steps away, Lee Songha was constantly conscious of us.
She was burning to know what we were talking about. Although it was the director’s order, she felt sorry and guilty for splashing a cocktail on my face and for getting a NG. Which was why she felt she couldn’t join in our conversation.
These were probably her thoughts right now.
I decided now wasn’t the time to leave her in that state and talk to Son Chaeyoung so I immediately went over to her. Then I comforted Lee Songha, who was feeling down from the NG.
“Songha, don’t worry about the NG. Just do it without worrying about me.”
“Yes, yes, oppa. I’ll do it perfectly this time. There won’t be a third time.”
Lee Songha said resolutely.
“NG!”
Again?
Lee Songha was taken aback with a flustered face, but Director Woo immediately shouted,
“Again! And, cue!”
Son Chaeyoung tightly grasped my arm and dragged me over.
This time, I observed Lee Songha’s expression without a care for the cocktail flying at my face.
I understood why the scene was no good.
While acting, Lee Songha seemed to embody her role to the point it was worrisome, but this wasn’t the case right now. The one who stood rigidly while holding an empty cocktail glass wasn’t the audacious top star Lee Sohee.
It wasn’t the celebrity Lee Songha who people mistook for being cold and unapproachable.
She was the Lee Songha that I knew.
The Lee Songha who held my sleeve and slightly pulled on it and rustled in the passenger seat while handing me jellies or chips.
That was why the scene was no good.
Multiple takes all resulted in NGs while I was thinking about what to do.