Chapter 540

Name:Theatrical Regression Life Author:
Episode 540

Anyway, Hong Gyeong-jun confirmed it at the concert venue and there was advice that in order to use a diving suit, you have to let down the ring’s guard. If not, at least make it look easy.

Eun-Woo Jeong encountered such unexpected difficulties.

“No, so try to make your expression a little more gentle... not that gentle, but more comfortable.”

“This isn’t it... I’m sorry... You didn’t come here to be a drawing model. This isn’t even a plaster statue. “Try acting like a human?”

“Make those eyes a little softer... No, I’m not talking about a smile... No, this person is really...”

Park Da-young, Seo Jang-hwa, and Kim Ki-jeong clung to him and tried to somehow drag Jeong Eun-woo down to the realm of ‘easygoing’. It was never easy. In fact, it felt like an impossible task.

By that time, the survivors were also confused.

“...Isn’t this soft and natural enough?”

“Dayoung, come to your senses. “You are giving up now.”

“How on earth can a person’s face look like this...”

It wasn’t that Jung Eun-woo didn’t follow the survivors’ instructions. He followed precise orders, such as what to do with his eyes or his lips.

The problem was that no matter what he did, Jung Eun-woo’s unique sense of distance and intimidation would not go away.

“Jung Eun-woo, please talk to me more kindly.”

“Hello, my friend?”

“Don’t be too stiff, just naturally....”

“How are you?”

“This is going crazy.”

Jeong Eun-woo’s expression darkened for the first time at Kim Ki-jeong’s lament.

“...Am I the type of person who finds it difficult to speak?”

Han Do-yoon smiled with a relieved face at the question that seemed genuinely unfair.

“You tend to take it easy.”

“But why does this guy keep getting scared, Firefighter Han Do-yoon?”

Yes it was.

Despite the survivors’ numerous efforts, this so-called diving suit ring could not relax. All the survivors could see that they were already so scared that they were shaking.

Han Do-yoon smiled awkwardly and answered.

“Because speaking easily and being scared are two different things.”

He clicked his tongue inwardly.

‘I think they’re doing that because they’re scared because of the atmosphere.’

Although the ring is not a person, what is important for most people to recognize the other person is the atmosphere. And that atmosphere could not be explained simply by the tone of voice or the content of the speech.

First of all, the person’s tone of voice is important, but also their appearance, hand gestures, the speed at which they roll their eyes, their gait, and even the clothes they are wearing. It all makes up the atmosphere. In addition, Han Do-yoon had many factors that were difficult to explain.

‘In that context, Jung Eun-woo...’

had a strong monstrous vibe.

“How about being a little friendlier...?”

“...Could it be any more friendly than this?”

“That’s true, but friendliness doesn’t come from being polite and friendly. Speak loosely as if you were dealing with someone you are comfortable with, and don’t keep your tone of voice so strangely constant....” ”

....”

“....”

Han Do-yoon nodded as Jeong Eun-woo stared at him in silence. It was.

“Well, it’s not just about your appearance.”

It was just a matter of mind.

‘How crazy can a person be to scare the monsters of the other world?’

It literally meant that he was a bastard worse than a monster.

From the time he acted calmly and neatly like an announcer even though blood was dripping from one of his ears, I thought he was a formidable bastard.

Do-yoon Han swallowed his complicated feelings and continued, smiling awkwardly.

“Personally, I tend to think that the atmosphere changes depending on the person’s mindset... So isn’t Jung Eun-woo a bit threatening in that way? “This ring seems to be quite perceptive, so it may have already figured out that Eun-Woo Jeong is a dangerous person.”

“Do I look very dangerous? I’ve never heard of such a thing...”

“Oh...? Are you out of your mind? Who would confidently say, ‘Wow, you’re so scary!’ in front of Eunwoo Jeong?”

No matter how much Jung Eun-Woo chooses, most people say, ‘Ah, yes haha;;’ I would have said that.

Even if it was Han Do-yoon, he would have thought to himself, ‘What on earth is this guy?’ How much more would other people be appalled? But where are you saying ‘I’ve never heard of such a thing’?

Han Do-yoon’s smile became even deeper.

“To be honest, Jung Eun-woo doesn’t have a friendly image.”

“So do I look scared?”

“yes.”

Because of his fuss, all the survivors’ eyes were focused on Jeong Eun-woo’s face. Jeong Eun-woo hesitated a little, perhaps because he was embarrassed by such a reaction. He laughed awkwardly.

“Could something be wrong...?”

“No, I think it went well.”

“yes?”

“It’s a slightly embarrassing, slightly awkward, and slightly embarrassing posture. What I’m saying is, try holding the ring in that position. “You look completely human and natural right now, so hurry up.”

“Uh...”

Jeong Eun-woo, who hesitated, looked down at the ring.

“....”

He smiled brightly.

“Hello, my friend?”

ah.

Ah....

“Hey fuck.”

“Isn’t this it?”

“Then is that correct?”

Seo Jang-hwa was very impressed.

The survivors were amazed at the sight of Eunwoo Jeong, who returned to his android form in that short period of time. It was truly amazing that people could be so consistent.

“I feel wronged.”

“Express your unfairness properly! “Nowadays, it seems like politicians are on the news and saying things like, ‘Oh, I’m really sorry and I’ll never do that again!’”

“I feel so wronged....”

“Don’t act, be sincere!”

Even after all their efforts, which were not comical, but comical, they were unable to elicit meaningful trust from the ring.

“....”

“...This makes me a little angry....”

Park Da-young muttered with a tired face.

At this point, wouldn’t the survivors be able to relax even if they look stupid?

* * *

Meanwhile, the concert hall.

“Boss?”

“Please speak.”

“What is this?”

“It’s going to bleed, right?”

“The question was, why is that on your hand?”

“aha.”

Lee Jae-heon smiled brightly and answered the question of Jeong In-ho, who was smiling softly.

“I stopped scratching for a while.”

“Come here.”

“How dare you give such an arrogant order to a senior who is like the sky?”

“Are you running away now?”

“Why don’t you try catching it somewhere?”

Song In-myeong muttered while looking at the two people throwing taffy at each other with warm smiles.

“If there was that much blood, the wound must have been quite deep...?”

“what?”

“No, look at the depth of the blood on my finger. It’s wet almost up to the second joint. “If you want to get blood like that, you have to soak it in the wound, not just scratch it, right?”

“Dip your finger into the wound?”

The extremely unfamiliar sentence structure made understanding slow.

Fingers. To the wound. The image of soaking....

“....”

Jeong In-ho thought seriously.

“Do you really think I would like you?”

“I’m doing well on my own, junior?”

“You son of a bitch.”

It was consistent in the really useless parts.

(Continued in the next part)