Cameo appearance.

Usually, the purpose of making a cameo appearance is to attract attention by featuring a specific celebrity in a movie or drama.

It's just a small fun point that doesn't affect the content of the play.

"So there's no need to put too much pressure on yourself. Just say a line or two comfortably and you're good to go."

The youngest, who spoke in an easy-going way, was annoyed and poked me in the side.

"Ugh!"

"You're talking comfortably. "If it were you, wouldn't you care?"

"What's wrong. "This isn't the first time you've made a cameo appearance."

That's right.

In , where the youngest played a minor role, he once appeared as a high school criminal who was brought to the police station.

but.

"That's it. "This wasn't prepared in advance."

It was a very unsettling experience for me, who needs to prepare something perfectly to be satisfied.

The youngest son brought Biju with him and said:

"Do you remember Biju making a friendly appearance as a customer buying apples in ?"

"huh."

"Biju didn't have much time to prepare, but he did really well."

"It's like that again, but... ... ."

Biju looked at the youngest, 'Did I do well?' When I smiled, she nodded her head enthusiastically, saying that the youngest was like that.

Jiho grumbled and said.

"That's the problem, brother. "The preparation is so thorough."

"No, it's a problematic situation that you created. you!"

"But my brother is overprepared. Who puts so much effort into preparing for a cameo appearance?"

"that... ... ."

Even though it was obnoxious, the youngest member wasn't wrong.

American celebrities, like Hayley Blue, appear in domestic dramas to kill time, and acquaintances of the director or lead actor appear briefly as friendships, which is done lightly.

There are many cases where people come to visit the filming set and get caught as cameos.

"And how good of an actor is your brother!"

"... ... ."

The youngest opened his eyes brightly and cleared his throat at the words.

"Do more."

"The actor who won the New Male Actor Award at the 2017 Korea Arts Awards! "The main character with a viewership rating of 30%!"

"Try more."

"The highest dignity of eye-colored acting, so much so that critics commented, 'When you look at the eyes of the universe, you feel an unknown excellence!'"

"More, more."

"An unrivaled person who played the guilty man Kim Woo-joo... ... ."

"It has gone too far."

However, even though I tried to control myself, I couldn't help the corners of my mouth twitching up.

He cleared his throat and spoke with a solemn face.

"Well, then, let's try it properly."

"As expected, my brother!"

As I looked through the script with a happy smile, the youngest looked into the distance with an expression that said it was difficult to make a living.

"hmm? Do you like it when your brother makes a cameo? The expression just... ?"

"no! "How could that be!"

"But I'm a little thirsty."

The youngest ran like the wind and brought bottled water.

"Here it is."

"I have to peel it and give it to you."

"... ... ."

Rihyuk, who was watching from the side, was giggling and happy.

The youngest child, who was spinning a water bottle with trembling hands, held out the bottle.

"hmm... ... ."

I calmly looked at the script Jiho handed me.

-Anyway, my brother is overprepared.

I think my perfectionist tendencies are excessive.

It was a thought that occurred to me recently.

I think paying too much attention to everything might be bad in the long run.

Not long ago, when I was MC for the G-100 concert in Pyeongchang, I was so worried about my comments and pronunciation that I suffered from body aches after the concert.

therefore... ... .

"Let's try to relax a little."

I don't think I would have any body left if I did even the smallest of schedules as if it were my day job, rather than producing albums or performing on stage.

Now that I'm in my mid-20s, my physical strength is a bit different from when I was in my early days.

Wouldn't it be right to take things lightly in light events that occur spontaneously like this?

Light on light.

Heavy on heavy things.

"... ... ."

The sudden realization brings a smile to my face.

As the pressure in my mind went away, I thought, 'Okay, let's have fun with it.'

Only then can the script really come into view.

It feels like I can see the real script rather than a pile of type that I must complete.

After reading the script, the director and writer called me.

"The role that Mr. Woo Joo must play is that of an unknown, nameless independent soldier."

"Yes, director."

The writer calmly and seriously explained the background to my role.

A nameless so-and-so Jin.

"He was a person who lived as a wealthy person in Gyeongseong, but for some reason he came to Manchuria and devoted himself to the independence movement."

I drew the details of the character I would play in my head.

"I once dreamed of becoming a painter, but now I am active as an independent soldier. And while we were preparing to launch an operation to attack the Japanese army, we met Ji-ho's character 'Shin Yi-han'."

The director and writer's explanations flowed out seamlessly.

The youngest also added a word or two from time to time.

He nodded to those who explained with shining eyes.

"I understood."

The director asked me carefully.

"Then can you give it a try?"

"yes."

He smiled calmly and nodded.

"I will try."

* * *

Murmur.

The supporting cast and staff looked at the birch forest with expectant expressions.

"I heard Mr. Woo-joo will make a cameo?"

"What's going on? "We're going to be a hit."

People were amazed as Woo Joo appeared dressed up.

'He still looks handsome like that.'

As an independence fighter who suffered hardships in Manchuria, her beauty was not hidden even though her face was covered in soot.

Woo-joo laughed a little as the henchmen shouted and took pictures with their phones.

Soon, Woo Joo stands in the vacant lot.

"i look forward to."

"go for it-!"

Meanwhile, the staff applauded the grateful person who made a cameo appearance.

At a place where a bonfire was set up, the director, Ji-ho, and Woo-joo started talking about the movement line and camera composition with serious faces.

and.

Behind them, main writer Bae Ye-jin was smiling happily.

'Mr. Woo Joo's cameo!'

Writer Bae Ye-jin was having trouble sleeping every night because she was in charge of writing the script for a drama worth 10 billion won.

Every night, Net Plus says, 'Give me my money!' I have nightmares of people chasing me and netizens showering me with malicious comments.

I was looking for something that could somehow help, and the best PR fairy in the country came to me.

'He is also an actor with proven acting skills.'

Although the viewership ratings were extremely high, wouldn't it be very difficult to receive the Rookie of the Year Award for sitcom acting at the Korea Arts Awards, which considers artistry?

It's just because I put more emphasis on music than acting.

He was the leader of New Black, for whom love calls are pouring in from dramas and movies.

A person like that asks to make a cameo at any time?

'We have to do it right away.'

Honestly, if I let him go now, I don't know when he will be able to return to his schedule.

Moreover, a cameo is definitely not something you sign a contract and say, 'I will appear,' so this was the perfect opportunity.

I contacted a singer who was moving not only in Korea but also around the world and said, 'I... Asking 'When will it be possible?' is also a bit burdensome.

To the lead actor, who was extremely busy, 'Jiho, Woo Joo has a schedule...' 'Somehow it doesn't seem right to ask.

"Whoa."

After finishing directing the actors, the director returned and sat down on a simple chair.

Writer Bae Ye-jin asked.

"how is it?"

"Does it feel good? First of all, both of them have trouble concentrating. "It felt like I was being sucked in."

Writer Bae nodded.

'Woo-joo, you're good at acting.'

And it would fit well.

As soon as I heard that Woo Joo would make a cameo appearance, dozens of characters and scenarios came to mind.

"Oh, let's begin."

The much-rumored performance of the New Black leader.

The supporting cast and staff began to look at the two members with curious eyes.

"Okay then, let me lay the slate. Mr. Junghyun."

"yes."

Junghyun appears and cutely pushes the slate! The shooting started with the explosion.

* * *

Hehehe.

Manchuria, engulfed in a blizzard.

"... ... ."

'Shin Yi-han', who was staring blankly at the fire in front of the bonfire, was quietly lost in thought.

A blazing flame.

The eyes that reflect the light red seem to be showing something. The years of a man who has lived a very long time.

"What are you looking at?"

Shin Shin-han quietly glanced at the words spoken by the sober-looking man sitting across from him.

It was one of the members of the independence army moving with him.

Shin Han replied, looking at the independence fighters who were dozing off while leaning against a tree around him.

"I just can't sleep."

"I see."

With those words, the conversation ended.

"... ... ."

Shin Shin-han was currently chasing another monster.

While chasing a strange mystery that the Japanese army was transporting to Manchuria, they came into contact with independence forces in Manchuria.

Roasting and boiling the commander was easy.

-It came from the provisional government in Shanghai.

It was a time when the authority of the Provisional Government was still alive.

It was not difficult for a being that had lived for a very long time to deceive humans with special abilities.

On that path, Shin Han was joining the independence army to attack the Japanese army crossing into Manchuria.

"Are you really from the Provisional Government?"

"exactly."

Do you even have any doubts?

The other person smiled kindly at the person looking at them with those eyes.

"I want to ask you one thing. "What kind of place is Shanghai?"

When I told various stories of Shanghai to a member of the Independence Army, his eyes lit up with interest.

Then he scratched the back of his head as if embarrassed.

"Actually, except for Gyeongseong, I am a country boy who has never been to any of the eight provinces of Joseon. The only places I know are Gyeongseong and Manchuria... ... ."

"There's nothing special about Shanghai."

Shin Xinhan said in a sarcastic tone.

"The words people use and the local products are different. "In fact, it's the same wherever you live in the world."

"Is that so."

The other person smiled kindly.

"Still, I was curious. "What kind of life unfolds in places where the hands and feet of Japanese colonial rule are not extended?"

"... ... ."

"Have you ever imagined something like that, Chief of Staff? "What will I do and what kind of life will I live once I become independent?"

The member who was smiling at Shin Shin-han, who was disguised as a staff member of the Provisional Government, looked at the other members with sad eyes.

"That friend, Dolseok, was a butcher who slaughtered pigs in his hometown. The smell of blood was so strong that they said they would start farming once they became independent. "There's such a fuss that Jun over there said that when he becomes independent, he will find a true lover and get married."

The person who smiled and said, "It won't be easy," continued speaking while looking at each of the crew members around him.

Each person's dream.

Each person's hope.

The young people who held it were curled up and sleeping.

"It's such a cold and hard land that you have to have at least one dream like this before you can fall asleep. haha."

"Then what about you?"

The other person answered Shin Han, who asked with an uninterested expression.

"I'm going to draw a picture."

"painting?"

"Yes, I will open a small shop in Gyeongseong and draw pictures."

"why?"

"Isn't it because the picture is good? "Do people need a special reason for what they want to do?"

"Right."

There was silence for a moment.

After the sparks of the bonfire crackled a few times.

Daewon, who likes drawing, called Shin Han.

"Chief of Staff."

"You tell me."

"Are we really going to look for Japanese soldiers?"

"... ... ."

There was a subtle sense of tension.

Shin Han's sharp fingernails twitched as he watched the figure quickly grasping the situation.

'Should I keep quiet?'

Although he was extremely perceptive, he was reluctant to kill unnecessary people.

Looking at Shin Han, who was sitting silently, his eyes demanded an answer.

It seems like the way I told him about my colleagues' dreams one by one was a means of indirectly conveying a message to him.

-I don't know what the Provisional Government is planning, but don't use us as your expendable supplies.

Shin Shin-han, who had been silent for a moment, opened his mouth.

"If this operation is successful... "You will be one step closer to the independence you desire."

It was the truth.

Because it was also to thwart a plot to remove the Koreans by bringing the 'cursed thing' to Manchuria.

Daewon looks into his eyes.

Soon a helpless smile appeared.

"Is that so."

The conversation is cut off again.

Daewon, probably feeling sorry for having doubted him, took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket, cleared his throat, and asked.

"That staff member."

"What business?"

"Have you ever thought of drawing a portrait?"

"portrait?"

"yes. "I already have a lot of time left, and my staff isn't moving at all, so I'm feeling sick."

Shin Shinhan readily agreed.

Soon, the man with artistic eyes moved his hand on the paper and presented a portrait that was completed like a painting.

"How is it?"

"That's a good picture."

At first glance, it was excellent workmanship.

Xinxihan said.

"I guess I'll have to pay for this."

"no."

Because of the crew's repeated refusals, Shin Shin-han was unable to give thanks in the end.

It's when you start to run out of things to say in conversation.

Shin Xinhan realized that he didn't know the other person's name until then.

"I forgot my name. "What is your name?"

"I abandoned the name a long time ago. Please just call me Jin or Jinmo."

The man smiled.

* * *

"Cut!"

The director's shout elicited gasps from all over the place.

"Wwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-.

The staff applauded as they watched the two actors perform passionately in front of the bonfire.

'Well done.'

'He's really good.'

'The sum is perfect... ... .'

They were people who were truly immersed in it as if they were watching a scene from a drama.

The members also muttered with admiration on their faces.

"It's really amazing."

"How do you get immersed in that?"

Unlike others, these people know the acting skills of the youngest and eldest brothers well.

Still, there was a reason for admiration.

"Ah, bro!"

As soon as filming was over, Jiho made an impression.

"Who draws pictures like this?"

"I have no talent for art."

Ji-ho shouted, waving the paper that Woo-ju held out, as if to say, "Look here."

"Everyone, look at this! "You painted a person as a pawn!"

"Hahahaha!"

It was because of the portrait drawn by the universe.

I was told to draw roughly since I was going to use CG portraits anyway, so I drew the universe really roughly.

In the picture, Ji-ho was asking, 'What is this?' at the ugly slimy man.

"Hey, what's wrong with that?"

Woo Joo, who was smiling slyly, asked.

"I did well, right?"

"It's awesome!"

Writer and director Bae Ye-jin responded with big smiles.

'You did better than I expected.'

Although there are lines in the script, I told them not to feel too pressured.

You can change the lines to suit your taste.

However, only a few endings were changed, and the universe digested the cameo lines in an instant.

"Then let's go to the next scene!"

Preparations for the next cameo scene are underway.

The director smoothed his chin.

"You're really good at it."

"Right? "I was surprised too."

The assistant director shook his head and said.

"Woo-joo feels completely different from Ji-ho. Should I say that I feel a sense of life?"

"That's right."

While Ji-ho transforms into a completely different person like a chameleon, Woo-joo wears the role like a suit tailored to fit his body.

The director stuck his tongue out.

'There are two actors like that in one group. 'What a shame.'

At the same time, I feel regretful that I should be acting instead of music.

After successfully filming the first cameo scene, the director and writer looked at the script.

"This is next."

"Ugh. "If this is done really well, the fun of the play will be doubled."

Because it was a scene that could be a bit emotional, I had to decide whether to use it or not based on the quality of the filming.

The director quenched his appetite while looking at it.

"ruler! Then, let's continue filming!"

This slate is Seo Ri-hyuk.

Rihyuk poop! The filming started with him smashing his finger with his slate.

* * *

Xinxihan took a deep breath and raised his hand.

"Whoa... ... ."

He wiped the blood flowing from his forehead and looked at the chest with the monster sealed in it.

Corpses.

It was a forest full of dead bodies, with no way to distinguish between enemies and enemies.

"... ... ."

The being that had lived for a long time closed its eyes for a moment, looking at the corpses lying in a mess in the snow.

'I still can't get used to death.'

annihilation.

It was when I was closing the eyes of the comrades who followed me one by one.

Suddenly.

"... ... ?"

Someone holding his ankle comes into view.

It was a man who had collapsed with clothes soaked in blood. With blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, it seemed like he wouldn't be able to hold out for long.

"... ... "Monsters."

The man swallowed his saliva and looked up at him and asked.

"Did you knock it down?"

"okay."

Shin Shin-han's speech has returned to normal as he prepares to die soon.

Looking at him, Mr. Jin laughed helplessly.

"You were lying when you said you came from the provisional government, right?"

"Did you know?"

"I was just guessing."

He said with difficulty.

"but... It wasn't wrong... ... . If something like that had existed in Manchuria, there would have been a mass death... ... ."

"... ... ."

"In the end, independence... I can't see it, right? haha."

Somebody Jin is breathing hard, as if his lungs are full of blood.

Shin Shin-han, who was looking at the person who was smiling and calmly accepting his fate, moved his fingertips.

"... ... ."

I didn't even know what kind of whim it was.

There were just moments like this sometimes.

A time when a drop of water briefly rises in the valley of emotions that have been dry for a long time.

"I have something to show you."

Soon the old one placed its hand on the young one's head.

That moment.

Visions began to pass over the face of the man who was about to die.

A very distant future.

A time when children have dreams, not independence, and adults do not have to die for their children.

A future full of laughter, peace and prosperity.

As the beautiful scenes chosen by Shin Shin-han passed quickly, dew formed in the eyes of the independence fighters.

"... ... "I'm not looking at anything right now, am I?"

"It's not in vain. "It's a future that unfolds in the future."

"okay. I am... ."

"... ... ."

My breath becomes lighter, leaving behind a faint smile.

In the forest where he was once again left alone, Shin Yi-han closed his eyes and sighed briefly.

How can a human life be so short?

I muttered as I took the portrait the other person drew in my arms.

"I paid for the portrait."

So may you rest in peace out there.

* * *

"Cut!"

Fake blood is mixed with the tears flowing down to the corners of the mouth.

Jiho's face, which had been looking at me with an indifferent expression, returned to its original state.

"Jiho."

"yes?"

I ignored the character's emotions that kept swirling around and changed the topic.

"This is quite delicious. "Is it ketchup?"

"There must have been some ketchup in it. "It's delicious, right?"

I grabbed my youngest's hand and stood up.

"great job!"

"thank you-!"

The corpses around them also stood up and laughed.

When the director and writer are happy and say they hit the jackpot.

Jiho and I approached our younger siblings, arm in arm.

however.

"Ughhhhh!"

"Ugh!"

... ... Why are they crying like this?

The two henchmen are shedding tears together with Ri-hyeok, who is weeping historically.

"Guys. don't cry."

But let me get closer.

"Ughhhhh!"

"Ugh!"

The henchmen began to wail even more as they looked at my face.

"what's the matter?"

"Ughhhhh!"

uh... .

I wasn't sure if I did a good job, but looking at my younger siblings' reactions, I think I did it right.