Free Web NovelIt was a tone that sounded like she was offering a small gesture of goodwill to JC ENM, who knew when to step back and leave cleanly.
“It really felt like I was facing a zombie right in front of me. I liked that.”
There was no way not to know which scene she meant. Jegal Rok lifted the corner of his lips slightly, as if mimicking her smile.
“I already know what you’re expecting. I thought there was a 100% chance it wouldn’t happen, but....”
It sounded like she was conceding a step, but Jegal Rok could read her true intent. Andrea had caught on to the production plans for <Seoul Metropolitan City> Season 2.
“I’ll leave 1% open.”
It wasn’t for JC ENM.
It was simply because, for a brief moment, her attention had been taken.
It had left such a clear imprint on her mind that she couldn’t just ignore it.
But Jegal Rok only gave a small nod.
“Yes. Let’s do that.”
Behind him as he left the hotel room, the head of Studio Another was sweating profusely.
“I’m sorry, Director....”
“...”
“It seems there were shortcomings on site....”
“No.”
Despite losing a massive catch like NetHolics, Jegal Rok didn’t look the slightest bit anxious. As if they weren’t the ones who had anything to regret.
He understood the core of capitalism.
“It doesn’t have to be NetHolics.”
At this level of growth, there was no way there wouldn’t be latecomers.
Soon, capital from the media industry—including the United States—would flow toward other OTT platforms rising to rival NetHolics.
“We’ll go with Plan B.”
Or they could just build it themselves.
* * *
The faint scent of incense, calming the mind, lingered through Bulhyangsa Temple. Sweat ran down the forehead of a young man performing one hundred and eight bows.
“...”
Maintaining perfect posture as he counted the final number, Han Yohan rose without the slightest wobble, his lower body strengthened through repetition.
“Would you like some tea?”
“If you offer, I’ll gladly accept.”
Han Yohan sat across from the monk, who wore a gentle smile. With a soft sound, clear tea was poured into the cup.
As Han Yohan lifted the small teacup to his lips, his eyes blinked slowly.
His face was often described as one where good and evil coexisted.
The right and left sides of his face felt different. His right eye had a subtle inner double eyelid that only showed at certain angles, giving him a shifting impression.
“Do you have worries?”
The monk, who had been watching him for a moment, spoke.
“...I wouldn’t call them worries. Just passing thoughts.”
It had been two months since he won with <Faster Than the Law 2>.
At the start of January, Han Yohan had come to Bulhyangsa for a temple stay. He had visited during breaks before, but never stayed this long.
He thought of the thoughts that had been troubling him.
[DramaFilmActor TALK / Han Yohan really is unique]
He pulls off everything from uniforms to construction gear insanely well, but the moment you put a female lead next to him, it just dies... T_T
-Anonymous 1: lol it’s honestly fascinating doesn’t he basically have no romance in his filmography
˪Anonymous 2: no no he does have romance... T_T but it gets buried
˪Anonymous 4: what’s weird is if it completely flopped it would at least leave a strong impression, but when you actually look it up it’s not even a total failure; directing, acting, cast are all fine but something about it... it’s tasteless
˪Anonymous 5: I instantly get what you mean by tasteless are you a genius? that explanation was perfect lol
-Anonymous 14: Han Yohan should just do male-lead-focused projects forever.. he flies in action so I’d be satisfied if he just did action forever hehe like OP said he pulls off uniforms, suits, even construction fits so his filmography is stacked
-Anonymous 17: he had at least some chemistry with Han Yeoreum in Law-Faster though
˪Anonymous 19: isn’t that just because they only had one scene together? TT_TT
Han Yohan had an almost nonexistent romance filmography. Practically extinct.
His acting, which was praised in psychological dramas and noir, failed to draw a strong response from the public when it came to romance.
Even though the female leads always acted sincerely, and Han Yohan himself gave it his all, none of those projects became real hits.
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-When you see them separately they’re both fine, but together they somehow don’t match...
˪Same here 2222 something about the casting feels off;
-It’s almost fascinating how there’s zero chemistry. What’s the problem? The story is good, the acting is good, everything is good....
-Just keep doing noir, Han Yohan T_T it’s rare to see an actor who can use his body like that, why take projects that don’t perform... romance is seriously no flavor
For reference, this was one of the better-performing romance works in Han Yohan’s career.
And even then, this was the reaction.
“But what should I do if I’m troubled by something that doesn’t come to me?”
Han Yohan stroked Beopsun, the temple’s dog resting on his lap, trying to calm his mind. The monk smiled gently.
“There are two ways. Let it pass as it is.”
Beopsun, who had been resting with its eyes closed, perked up its ears.
“Or believe it will come to you someday, and wait.”
The moment the monk finished speaking, Beopsun began barking fiercely.
“Bap! Bap bap!”
The quiet temple was suddenly filled with barking—and the loud roar of an engine.
Screech—!!!
A car came to a sudden stop, kicking up clouds of dust.
A man in a yellow suit stepped out of a red F-rari and shouted angrily.
“Hey! Hey, Han Yohan, you bastard!”
“Bap! Bap bap!”
“You little shit, didn’t I tell you I’d kill you if you turned your phone off?”
“Bap bap bap!!!”
A heavy gold necklace glinted in the sunlight beneath the shirt he had unbuttoned three buttons down. Flaunting his wealth without restraint, the man was none other than Han Yohan’s agency CEO.
“Sir, please lower your voice. Beopsun is still uncomfortable around you. This place belongs to ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) Beopsun—we are only guests, so we should mind our behavior.”
“Put down that Beopsun or whatever and get over here.”
“Bap bap bap!”
“Shh. Beopsun, it’s okay....”
The CEO, arguing with the dog that barked as if telling him to get out of this sacred place, turned as red as his F-rari.
“What? You got something to say? Hey, what do you think you are, talking to an elder like that! I’ve eaten thousands more meals than you!”
“Bap bap! Bap! Bap bap bap bap bap!”
“Bap? Did you just say bap? You wanna do this by the law? Look at this finger you bit last time, bleeding like hell! That’s assault!”
“Bap!!!”
“I thought my finger was gonna get cut off that day! What did I ever do to you! You like jerky so I even brought you some I don’t even eat!”
Unable to hold back his frustration, Han Yohan picked up Beopsun, who was trembling like a vibrating pager, held him once, and gently set him down.
“Monk, I think it’s time for me to go.”
“I hope everything troubling you will pass.”
“Yes. Thank you. I’ve had a good stay.”
Han Yohan passed by his CEO, who was still arguing with Beopsun, and opened the passenger door.
“What’s with that temper getting worse every time, huh? What is that anyway, Chow Chow?”
“It’s a Chihuahua.”
“Right, Chihuahua. I heard the long-haired ones are supposed to be calmer, but that one’s strange.”
“You dragged me out by the collar last time....” freewёbnoνel.com
“Then you shouldn’t have insisted on skipping the year-end awards!”
“I felt embarrassed having my name listed for an award I don’t deserve—”
“Ahh! Shut that mouth of yours!”
The CEO jerked the steering wheel roughly and handed Han Yohan a synopsis from the back seat.
“And read this.”
“This is...?”
Han Yohan didn’t even need to flip through it to guess the genre. It was obviously action. He rarely received romance scripts.
“Starting today, your filmography—”
[Code Name: Time Seven]
“—I’m gonna change it all.”
But it was, after a very long time, an action-melo script.
