Free Web NovelThe taste of cliché was so intensely stimulating it was almost sickening. She could clearly predict how they would act, yet not even showing a preview made it feel suffocating enough to die.
-Characters in actual manga seriously never study lololol guys.... at least learn computer skills T_T
-Ah I’m going crazy, I clenched my toes so hard I got a cramp (๑`ȏ´๑)
-A thirty-year-old woman watching this feels too ashamed TT_TT I need to buy privacy film tomorrow
Aetami skimmed through the comments. Before she knew it, there were now analysis comments not only about the story but about the characters as well.
-Chaewon’s personality probably made it hard for her to make friends T_T maybe she entered that world so she could learn to make friends...
They had just uploaded Episode 2 yesterday, yet the views kept climbing.
“Why is it increasing this fast?”
The speed was unusual. It hadn’t even been a full hour since the upload, but the comments had already passed a hundred.
Aetami instinctively began analyzing.
“Well. It makes sense.”
For one, the accessibility was absurdly good, and the cliché overturning was executed perfectly.
It was the first time anyone had drawn the cringe of classic pure romance manga and the K-high-teen attempts to imitate it from a third-person perspective—basically from the viewer’s eyes.
“There was never a character like Pi Chaewon.”
Apparently Aetami wasn’t the only one thinking that, because the comment section of <ParCheHi> was moving at high speed.
-LOLOLOL Chaewon’s reactions are literally real LOOOOLLLL
-Production teams making K-dramas, please stop putting students in white stockings... as soon as you wear those you get called “Hey, white-stockings from class ○○?” in school
˪Seriously true.. how long are they going to hide behind “drama logic” to say stuff like “homeroom-teacher”; I swear I’ve never heard that term in real life
˪Aagh homeroom-teacherr T_T hahahaha
-The nonsense school-drama world’s discipline is finally getting fixed... Chaewon came holding a torch lolololol
“Ah, anyway, I’m excited. It’s been a while since I’ve had something good to watch!”
As soon as <ParCheHi> ended, Aetami instantly put up another Tritt.
Aetami (not a multi-level-marketing account, demX) @AnYtimeMedia
(-Seriously.... is no one.... listening to class? you guys? clip)
Current school situation
She kept wanting to talk about it. What part she liked today, what she thought would happen next—her fingers twitched to type.
Covering her mouth while rewatching today’s video, Aetami contacted her friend, otaku B.
Input: Hey please watch this please for real for real Tamiwishes!
Without realizing it, Aetami had blasted right past immersion level 5. She was nothing like she had been when she only saw the preview.
* * *
「Mission: You Inside the Screen」
Now it is time to showcase your acting!
Show a video where your face appears to [100,000] people.
Success Condition
[The share count must be 1,000 or higher.]
I opened the stats window. But the mission still wasn’t completed.
“The share count is the problem. The share count....”
Views and shares were entirely different issues. Through Team Leader Seong, I could receive the Intube analytics.
“Right now it’s hovering above the 200s....”
Still not enough. But there was one thing I could be certain of.
“The final episode will definitely pass a thousand shares.”
Once they see Han Yeoreum’s acting in the last episode, they’ll have no choice but to share it. Definitely.
I closed the stats window for now and checked SNS.
“It increases every single day!!!”
My notification tab was so full it felt like it would explode.
Youstagram
@midsummer
Followers 8,898 Following 0
“I’ll hit ten thousand soon....”
The number was so overwhelming it made me tear up. People who enjoyed <ParCheHi> came to comment on the photos I took on set.
“This is... the taste of being the protagonist....”
It was so sweet my heart pounded. My head buzzed with the exhilaration of real growth.
It was attention I had never once received. Not just on SNS—people at school recognized me more and more.
“Hey! Han Yeoreum!”
From far away, Dami came running. Thanks to <ParCheHi>, which uploaded on weekends, the moment Monday came, everyone everywhere congratulated me.
“What are you? Who told you to act that well!”
“Say it louder. Dami.”
“What’s with those dead-fish eyes? I thought you were from Noryangjin!”
More and more classmates gathered around me. I struggled to control my expression; my lips were about to rise way too high.
“That was fun. My friend said she liked it too.”
“Han Yeoreum~. Celebrity~.”
That was when someone called Do Gyeoul’s name.
“Gyeoul! Did you watch <ParCheHi> too?”
I had to steady myself from flinching.
Why are they calling her again.... We’re talking about me right now....
I looked at Do Gyeoul, who made eye contact with me from far away. She smiled peacefully, as always.
“What’s that?”
At Do Gyeoul’s words, Dami immediately took out her tablet.
“This! The web drama Yeoreum starred in!”
“Ah.... web drama.”
My mood plummeted straight down from the sky. Just from that one reaction from Do Gyeoul.
The briefly lively atmosphere quieted down as well.
“I don’t know much about web dramas. I’ll make sure to watch it later.”
“Well yeah, Gyeoul is a film actress.”
“Ah~ I’m so jealous I could die. When are we ever going to appear in a film?”
In an instant, the focus shifted back to Do Gyeoul.
I hadn’t wanted to react to every little thing like this. But something in my chest welled up sharply.
‘Is being a film actress everything?’
Yeah. Probably. In front of a film actress, a web-drama lead is nothing.
‘You think you’re the only one who’ll shoot films.... I’ll shoot films too.... definitely....’
But the discouraged feeling didn’t last long. Because this was now a completely different situation from when I only envied Do Gyeoul.
My head ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) was already filled with my next schedule.
‘I finished one web drama, so I want to land the next project quickly, but maybe because I’ve only ever done extras... I really don’t know how to handle other kinds of work.’
For now....
“Hi.”
“Ah, you scared me.”
Someone spoke from behind me as I was walking in a daze. A good scent—and even better voice.
“Where are you going, Yeoreum?”
It was Myeong Jeha.
* * *
Myeong Jeha watched Yeoreum shoveling whipped cream like she was eating rice soup.
<ParCheHi> had exceeded even Jeha’s expectations. Before regression, the original <ParCheHi> didn’t have this level of impact. Same script, same director, same editing.
‘But she even dragged Jegal Rok into it.’
Which meant all of this came from Han Yeoreum’s ability.
Jeha tapped the table with his fingertips as if thinking something over, then let a faint smile appear as he spoke.
“I can roughly guess why you chose a web drama. You were good.”
At that one compliment, the solemn expression on Yeoreum’s face melted.
“If you could please... give a bit more detailed review....”
“What’s with that tone?”
“Well, I’ve lived far fewer years than you. Forgive me, but your age...?”
Excessive politeness was somehow irritating. Jeha’s expression hardened.
“There’s something I want to ask. I really hope you’ll listen.”
“Yeoreum. While I’m still being nice, just talk the way you normally do.”
“Hey. Help me out.”
She was the one who wanted to ask something, yet Yeoreum dove straight into the main point.
“You get a lot of scripts, right? Or even if it’s not you, your agency must have tons stored up. Can I look at some of them too?”
“Scripts? What scripts.”
“Anything. Anything is fine! Preferably something that will do well. I don’t even have an agency right now. And I have no connections who can help.”
Yeoreum’s eyes shone desperately. Her attitude had a slightly cunning edge.
“If you could also let me know audition info.... I’d be unbelievably humbled and grateful.”
Yeoreum even leaned all the way toward Jeha.
‘When was she desperately running away from me again?’
She had a more materialistic side than she looked. But this was far better than chasing someone who only ran mindlessly.
“Going around auditioning with no information is a waste of time. I have to grow fast. I’m in a hurry.”
“Why are you so impatient?”
Tilting his head, Jeha asked softly. freeweɓnovel.cøm
To Jeha’s question, Yeoreum answered without a second of hesitation, completely serious.
“To become more famous than Do Gyeoul.”
Why Did it have to be Do Gyeoul?
A fundamental question rose in Jeha’s mind, but he decided he would figure that out slowly.
‘There’s plenty of time anyway.’
Especially for Myeong Jeha.
“Sure. Sending you scripts isn’t hard.”
“Thank you.... thank you....”
“What do you think of Joo Junseo?”
This was what Jeha was curious about right now. Just how much of the playing field Han Yeoreum would end up changing.
