Filming began again with Oh Jung-jin, who came dressed up.
Next to the director, Jong-seok was watching the shooting.
Oh Jung-jin and the heroine were talking and walking.
And behind them were Lee Su-mi and the guards.
Sumi, don't you have a line?’
I've never seen her say anything but follow the heroine's footsteps.
As I watched the scene, people wearing black masks began to settle down on one side of the set.
"Come on! Be nervous!"
The masked men lowered their posture to Park Sung-il's cry. And...
"Action!"
A masked man wearing a wire jumped off the roof at Park Sung-il's cry.
Boooong!
The masked man, who jumped with a wire on, swung the sword downwards big from above.
As if embarrassed by him, the cut fell when Oh Jung-jin raised his hand. It's a scene that can be passed at once in a movie, but when you shoot a scene like this, you just cut it off.
Down to the ground, people approached the masked man and began to loosen the wires.
You can't act with wires on. When the masked man released the wire, the actors prepared again and soon began shooting the action scenes again.
Oh Jung-jin raised his hand again, and the masked man's sword swung.
Chaeng!
Lee Ji-sun, who was next to Oh Jung-jin, pulled out the sword and blocked it.
With Lee Ji-sun's move, masked people appeared from all sides, and Lee Soo-mi and her guards also pulled out swords and began to fight the masked people.
Along with him, cameras quickly began to film the actions of the real estate agents and actors.
Watching several cameras moving fast and filming, Jong-seok was looking at Lee Soo-mi and Oh Jung-jin alternately.
Oh Jung-jin was embarrassed with a little exaggerated action, which seemed quite fun.
You must be the main character and also the fun guy. But you're definitely good at acting.’
And Lee Soo-mi...
'Well done.'
It was the female warrior who raised her feet and used the sword well. However, the action was a little weak.
'I can't help but follow the line for a month or two.’
However, the lack of power filled it with the other action actors' ability to move on and bounce off.
If it's real, it'll look pretty good on the screen.
When Jong-seok thought of it, he heard a scream.
"Crrrrrrrrrr!"
That was a scream. There wasn't much strange. It's a scream in the action scene because it's audible.
But the sound was too loud. Surprised, a masked man was groaning with his wrist clasped.
When people saw the masked man in a situation of smoke or reality, the other masked men hurried up to him.
"Hey, are you okay?"
"Pung-ho!"
Park Sung-il shouted, knowing that it was only then that the martial arts teams were surprised.
"Cut!"
Then Park Sung-il rushed to the scene.
"What is it? What happened?”
At Park Sung-il's cry, a masked man tore Lee Ji-sun to death.
"Yi, yi, yi!
"Stop!"
A masked man stopped him from trying to swear.
"I think Lee Ji-sun's hands were a little too strong."
The masked man rushed to say what martial arts director Cha In-beom said.
"That's on purpose..."
"Whew!"
Cha In-beom, who kept his mouth shut with it, looked at the masked man holding his wrist.
"How do you think it broke?”
"Ugh! Sorry."
"I'm not sorry..."
Cha In-beom, who paused for a while, said.
"What's sorry about the wounded man? First of all..."
When Cha In-beom was about to do something, Jong-seok slipped on his knees next to him and said,
"Let me take a look."
"Who? The doctor?"
"An oriental medical student. Wait a minute."
Along with the horse, Jong-seok gently grabbed the masked man's wrist.
"Crowl!"
Looking at the moaning masked man, Jong-seok said, looking at the condition of his wrist.
"Take off the mask first."
The people next to Jong-seok's horse stripped him of his mask. The face of the man with a painful expression was revealed.
Looking at such a man, Jong-seok gently pressed somewhere on his wrist.
Boom boom!
"Crrrrrrrrr!"
The man's eyes were loosened with a scream. Looking at the unconscious man, Jong-seok said to Cha In-beom, who was next to him.
"If you open the bag, you'll find wooden chopsticks. Please take it out."
On Jong-seok's horse, Cha In-beom hurriedly took out a wooden chopstick from the bag he was wearing.
It was brought for use when eating rice balls, but most of them were just stuffed with plastic, so there were a lot of chopsticks.
When Cha In-beom took out a wooden chopstick, Jong-seok carefully attached it to his wrist, loosened his belt and tightened it.
"Growl!"
Jong-seok opened his mouth when he saw a man waking up screaming under the pressure of his belt.
"Call 119."
"I've already called."
When a staff member shouted, Jong-seok nodded and said, looking at the man.
"It may be painful, but it's not."
"Crowl!"
A man nodded at Jong-seok's remark. Looking at such a man, Jong-seok looked around and said,
"Give me something like cloth."
One of the staff next to him took out a handkerchief. Jong-seok unfolded his handkerchief, folded it diagonally, and wrapped it around the man's arm around his neck.
Then Jong-seok rose up.
"If you go to the hospital and treat... I think it'll be three to four weeks."
A man bit his lips at Jong-seok's horse.
"Saju to saju..."
Watching the man bite his lips, a man next to him hurriedly said,
"We'll pay for the treatment."
Jong-seok looked at him at the man's words.
Who is it?
When Jong-seok thought of it, one of the masked men hurriedly took off his mask.
Then he said with a stiff face.
"It's not like apologizing... Isn't that first?"
The man who offered to pay for the treatment bowed his head 90 degrees to the masked man's words.
"I'm sorry."
The man's words drew his eyes.
"Now I am..."
"Stop it."
Cha In-beom stopped the man and turned his head toward Lee Ji-sun.
"It's common to get hurt in action scenes because they're not in sync."
At Cha In-beom's words, Lee Ji-sun nodded as she looked at him.
"Never mind that there was a mistake between us."
Lee Ji-sun's words distorted the eyes of the masked people.
'Error each other?'
You bastard!
Hap, who was just injured in action, was a masked man stabbing the sword and Lee Ji-sun striking it with the sword, not hitting the wrist.
The blade does not stand, but iron is iron. I hit my wrist with iron, so my bones are broken.
If you put it together, your wrist won't go out. But each other made a mistake?
It was a matter of fever.
Park Sung-il hurriedly said that he had read the atmosphere of such a martial arts team.
"Now! Send the injured person to the hospital first. Can you walk?”
The injured person nodded at Park Sung-il's words.
"Yes."
"Then let's move the martial arts team first. And then we take a 20-minute break and then we shoot again."
Even though a person was injured, Park Sung-il was planning to proceed with the shooting.
The only thing that can't be helped is that if you fly today, all the extra and equipment you have prepared will fly the day.
At Park Sung-il's words, the martial arts team began to take the injured person out of the set.
Cha In-beom said to Jong-seok, who was looking at such people.
"Thank you for the emergency."
"No."
"Thank you."
Once again, Cha In-beom, who bowed his head, followed the martial arts team, and Oh Jung-jin began to strode somewhere.
Where are we going?’
Feeling an unusual atmosphere from walking Oh Jung-jin, Jong-seok hurriedly followed suit.
"Brother."
“....”
Despite Jong-seok's call, Oh remained silent. And Oh Jung-jin, who walked quickly, approached the black van.
As Oh Jung-jin approached, a man who said earlier that he would pay for the treatment came quickly and bowed his head.
"Brother!"
"Stretch away."
"Brother, what's wrong with you? Talk to me..."
"I won't talk to you. Off the track.
"Don't do that..."
"I..."
Oh Jung-jin, who paused, looked at the man.
"I'd appreciate it if you could just step aside."
The man, who was called Chief Choi due to Oh Jung-jin's respect, bowed his head after a while.
"I'm sorry, brother.
At Choi's words, Oh Jung-jin looked at him and turned his head toward Ben.
"Don't make it too big for Choi.”
Choi's face hardened as Oh Jung-jin said.
"Hey brother, look at my face..."
"Mr. Choi's kid... If you raise it like that, it'll be ruined. At least you have to know what you did wrong."
At Oh's words, Choi did not move. Oh Jung-jin turned his head toward Ben at the sight.
"Jisun! Apologize formally to Poong-ho!"
Oh Jung-jin, who was watching Ben without any response, took Jong-seok out of the position.
Oh Jung-jin's face, which was heading out of the set, was all stiff.
When Jong-seok closed his mouth at the sight of Oh Jung-jin and followed him, Oh sat down with a sigh.
"It's okay, brother."
"It's not okay.
Then Oh Jung-jin smacked his lips and opened his mouth.
"Bitch-fuck you, cocksucker!"
Oh Jung-jin said Jong-seok looked at him and said.
"That's a bad girl."
Oh Jung-jin glanced at Jong-seok's words and smiled at him.
"Do you think so, too?"
"If you hurt someone, you should apologize first. Whatever happens."
"That's right."
Then Oh Jung-jin rose up again and hurried along.
Walking along such Oh Jung-jin, Jong-seok could see the ambulance depart.
"It's late."
A small murmur, Oh Jung-jin approached Cha In-beom as if he were trying to see a patient in an ambulance.
"Are you all right?"
Cha In-beom sighed at Oh Jung-jin's words.
"I'm dying of a fine fever."
Cha In-beom's voice, as if he were close to Oh Jung-jin, was not enthusiastic.
"Why didn't you just give me a slap or something?"
"It's like a martial arts team getting hurt. It's like eating a meal."
Oh Jung-jin sighed at the bitter words of Cha In-beom.
"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."
"Don't do that. You didn't want to call me Lee Ji-sun. I was trying to do well."
"Anyway, you're gonna have to pay the hospital bills, pay the rehab fees, pay the living expenses, and then rip them off."
"Even so, Choi apologized and offered to take care of everything."
Then Cha In-beom looked at Jong-seok.
"I heard the paramedics did a good job with first aid. Thank you."
"No."
"No, thank you very much."
Looking at Cha In-beom, who lowered his head, Jong-seok said.
"You don't have to worry about it because you'll be diagnosed from three to four weeks. And if you're worried, send it to the licensed clinic."
"Lawmaker?"
"The licensed doctor is good at putting bones together."
Cha In-beom nodded at Jong-seok and sighed.
"Buy me from Samju..."
Cha In-beom's sigh said Oh Jung-jin.
"Don't worry too much if it's because of the shooting. I'll talk to the director and reschedule the shoot."
"No, the movie is no joke. What's the loss if the shooting is delayed a day or two?"
Then Cha In-beom took out his cell phone.
"I need to get someone to play a pinch hitter.”
"I'm about to shoot. Can you hit me? Even if we leave Seoul now, we'll still have to be in the evening scene, right?”
"What if I run two rounds to Pungho station outside the screen now?"
Jong-seok said softly to Cha In-beom.
"Hey... do you want me to pinch-hit?"
Cha In-beom looked at Jong-seok's horse.
"You?"
"Yes."
"I'm an extra, but I have to take action. Can you do some martial arts?"
Oh said Cha In-beom.
"Jongseok is good at martial arts."
Oh Jung-jin has seen Jong-seok spread out Cheonyeop-su several times.
"Really?"
"Yes."
"Hmm...."
When Cha In-beom saw himself as Oh Jung-jin said, Jong-seok said.
"I memorized the sum of the masked men fighting with Lee Soo-mi earlier. I'll hit him in the face and then I'll wear the mask. Poong Ho? Shouldn't we just put it in as a pinch hitter? They're memorizing other people's chemistry, even if it's not their own."
"Did you memorize Sumi's chemistry?”
"It wasn't that difficult."
Along with the horse, Jong-seok pointed to one of the masked men.
"You said earlier, Sue... No, you fought with Mr. Lee Soo-mi, didn't you?
"What? Yeah."
"Then let's play Lee Soo-mi and I will play her. Is the sum I memorized correct?"
When the masked man saw Cha In-beom at Jong-seok's words, he nodded. Oh Jung-jin's recommendation and needed someone to make a pinch hitter right now.
Cha In-beom extended the sword he was holding to Jong-seok.
"Try to get it together."
I was going to make a decision after seeing my skills by letting him try it. When Jong-seok saw the masked man holding a sword at Cha In-beom's words, he came forward.
"Then I play Lee Soo-mi. It starts with..."
When I tried to talk about the starting sum, Jong-seok showed me a light stroke of the sword and cut it.
"Like this?"
"That's right. Then come when I signal. Start!"
With the masked man's cry, Jong-seok jumped up with a shout and struck a sword.
Chaeng!
When the masked man blocked the sword, Jong-seok began to move the sword according to the sum and flow he remembered.
Cha In-beom said surprisedly at the sight.
"You're good?"
Oh said with a smile at Cha In-beom's words.
"He's good at everything."
Cha In-beom nodded at Oh Jung-jin's words and looked at Jong-seok's sum.
I think you're better than my kids.’
an end
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