Chapter 182 What do you love most?
As night fell, the Hwaseong ruins were closed and the tourists dispersed, making the once bustling tourist area much quieter. Instead, the shops and restaurants on both sides of the street became bustling.
The Spring Festival in the afternoon was very lively. In addition to various folk performances, there was also a performance by Choi Sung-hee, a former member of SES. She sang a total of four songs and the stage was quite lively. But unfortunately the tourists quickly lost interest. After all, there are more middle-aged people among the tourists, and young people generally choose to visit places like Seoul or Jeju Island.
Walking from the square to the direction of Huahong Gate, Zheng Xiuheng was talking on the phone to her ear, and a little tail was still following behind her, humming: "I'm your girl!"
"The Chaser? A script based on the Yoo Young-chul murder case?"
"Um!"
"Isn't it a heavy-flavored blood-surgery movie?" Zheng Xiuheng frowned and asked. This kind of gimmick movie is not bad. If it is successfully made, it will not only benefit the movie itself after it is released, but also gain a lot of social attention. If it is well made, it will greatly increase the popularity. After all, this kind of movie is not a boring shit comedy movie. Especially in recent years, comedy has dominated the box office in South Korea. In order to ensure the box office, more and more directors are shooting comedies.
The only reason Zheng Xiuheng was not optimistic was because of the director, a young director who was directing alone for the first time. Although Zheng Xiuheng did not have the right to choose now, he could decide whether to do it or not.
"No, it should be considered a realistic suspense detective story with a bit of horror elements!"
"What kind of realistic suspense detective story? Judging from the name of the script and what you just said, it seems like a crime film, right?" Zheng Xiuheng didn't know the content of the script, but he just heard Zheng Dongren say it, and judging from the name of the film, there must be a male villain who plays a murderer. Since it is a chase, there will naturally be a common male protagonist, and the word chase is used. There is no doubt that the movie should expose the good guys and the bad guys from the beginning. As for how it will develop, Zheng Xiuheng doesn't know, but it feels like it should be a crime film.
"That's true, but these are minor issues. The script is in our company. You can come to our company tomorrow to take a look. The heroine of this play has not been decided yet. From the script and what I have learned from the director, the heroine doesn't have many roles in this movie, but she has a lot of room to play, so the acting requirements are not too high. As for the other supporting roles, they have very few roles. If there are good actresses in your company, I can help introduce them to audition!"
Zheng Xiuheng roughly understood the situation, thought for a moment and asked, "Can you tell me what the image setting of the heroine is like? Just give a brief description, I will read the script when I return to the company!"
"Your question really confuses me. Let me think... It's probably about a massage parlor girl who was raising a child alone and was called home by a murderer. The director asked for a gentle and weak image, so I won't talk about the acting!"
"Will the heroine die in the end?" Zheng Xiuheng asked again, remembering the events in Liu Yongzhe's real life.
"In the script, it now says yes!"
"Okay, I understand. I'll read the script when I get back. As for the soundtrack, you guys can handle it on your own. There's no way I can compose the soundtrack for a crime movie. I'm going to have dinner now, uncle!"
"Xiu Heng, what I mean is that we should discuss and research it together. There is strength in numbers..."
“Beep, beep, beep!”
"Hey, hey, hey!"
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" Mr. Zheng , were you just talking about the movie script?" Seeing that Zheng Xiuheng finally hung up the phone, the little tail behind him couldn't help but ask.
Zheng Xiuheng turned his head and looked at her and said with a smile: "Well, but don't tell anyone what you just heard, otherwise I will definitely be in trouble!"
"I know, I know. Isn't Mr. Zheng a policeman? Is he going to make a movie? Is he a movie actor?"
The two stayed together for the whole afternoon. At 3 o'clock, he accompanied Park Ji-yeon to have a late lunch and watched the show together. At 7:30 in the evening, Zheng Xiuheng wanted to give her money to take a taxi home, but the girl said she wanted to play for a while. Zheng Xiuheng had no choice but to go to the steak house and sit down and continue to have dinner. The steak set there tasted really good. The girl had eaten two servings before.
Seeing Park Ji- yeon's curious look, Zheng Xiuheng smiled and said, "No, I...my brother opened an agency and I also have a small investment, so sometimes when he is not around, he will contact me for some things!"
"Ah, Mr. Zheng is the boss of the entertainment company?" Park Ji-yeon suddenly looked at Zheng Xiuheng with shining eyes, her tone a little excited.
Zheng Xiuheng lied mainly because he was afraid that if he became popular in the entertainment industry one day, he would be exposed for impersonating a policeman. Even if he had no ill intentions, Zheng Xiuheng wanted to avoid such trouble. After all, the two would never meet again after this time, so it was harmless to tell a small lie.
In fact, small things like this show that Zheng Xiuheng's sense of crisis is much stronger than that of ordinary people, almost to the level of obsessive-compulsive disorder.
"No, I just have investments, and I occasionally play the role of a talent scout during my breaks!"
There is a Buddhist saying: Why bother telling a lie if you have to make up ten more lies to cover it?
Zheng Xiuheng didn't have such a feeling at the moment. After all, he didn't want to cheat Park Ji-yeon of anything. However, what he never expected was that Park Ji-yeon suddenly jumped in front of him. Under the light of the store, he could see the girl's excited expression and her delicate skin.
"Mr. Zheng, what do you think of me?"
Seeing Park Ji-yeon suddenly lift her bangs, revealing her smooth forehead, a completely uncovered cute little face appeared in front of Zheng Xiuheng. At this moment, Zheng Xiuheng realized that from the facial features alone, Park Ji-yeon in front of him did have a very delicate little face, but...
"What?"
Zheng Xiuheng was a little confused and didn't understand what was going on, so he replied in confusion.
Zheng Xiuheng's doubts did not make Park Ji-yeon feel depressed. On the contrary, thinking about Taekwondo, her father, her past life, and the first time she carefully told her family what she wanted to do and was sentenced to two days of life in a small dark room, Park Ji-yeon's little heart full of sorrow could no longer be contained, as if it wanted to jump out of her body.
"Mr. Zheng, I want to be an actor!"
Park Ji-yeon's loud voice attracted the attention of passers-by and guests in the restaurant. Under the light, the two, one big and one small, suddenly became the focus of passers-by.
Zheng Xiuheng faced Park Ji-yeon's beautiful face, looked at her resolute expression and determined eyes...
"Why are you shouting so loudly? Go, go!"
Zheng Xiuheng's face flushed slightly, and he lowered his head and walked in the opposite direction with Park Ji-yeon, who was ready to die. Although Zheng Xiuheng was not a shy person, in public, a cute girl stood in front of him and shouted, "Mr. XX, I want to be an actor!" Zheng Xiuheng had already noticed that many people looked at him with strange eyes.
Park Ji-yeon was in an extremely violent mood at the moment. She didn't know how much pressure and bitterness she had accumulated in her heart over the years. It was indeed a very painful thing for a child.
At this age, isn't it the age when you should cry when you should cry, laugh when you should laugh, and make a fuss when you should make a fuss?
"Mr. Zheng, please train me, I want to be an actor!"
"I will work hard. I don't want to practice Taekwondo anymore. I hate squats, lifting barbells, hitting sandbags, running endlessly, participating in competitions, sparring with boys, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it. I'm a girl!"
"I want to be an actor. Please, please, please, Mr. Zheng, train me and take me to Seoul!"
Walking through the retro-style streets of Hwaseong, Park Ji-yeon's voice never dimmed, and the gazes of the people around her never diminished.
Every word of Park Ji-yeon's voice penetrated Zheng Xiuheng's ears. The voice with a bit of madness and pain kept falling into his heart, as if he could feel the girl's hard work and sadness, as well as the emotions that were being vented.
But... in this situation, Zheng Xiuheng really looks a bit like a human trafficker. If he really takes people to Seoul, I'm afraid the police will have to come.
At this moment, Park Ji-yeon held Zheng Xiuheng's right hand with both hands, her eyes were full of earnestness, and she didn't know how many times she wanted to escape from that home. Park Ji-yeon really escaped once, but she just escaped to her grandparents' house. Unfortunately, although her grandparents were very good, they said the most that her parents were good to her and she should understand them. Of course, they also did things wrong, and her grandparents would talk to them.
As a result of the discussion, her parents rushed over, took her home, and started super-intensity training the next day.
Park Ji-yeon is not stupid at all. After becoming more mature in the past two years, she finally realized that it’s not that her parents don’t love her, but that they don’t love her the most.
Mom loves Dad the most, and Dad loves Taekwondo the most, but what do you love the most?
“Woo woo!”
Zheng Xiuheng seemed to feel more strange looks, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. The girl howled and cried. At this moment, Zheng Xiuheng finally understood why she was so angry when he asked her if Taekwondo was very powerful, and why she looked so entangled when he asked Park Zhilong if he was okay.
No wonder Zheng Xiuheng couldn't understand why the daughter of a Taekwondo master could be so quiet. Although she didn't really not talk, during the half-day they spent together, Zheng Xiuheng was the one who took the initiative to ask questions most of the time. Among the girls Zheng Xiuheng knew, she was the quietest, although she had the potential to be a chatterbox when she spoke.
But looking at it this way now, Zheng Xiuheng probably understood what kind of troubles this girl had in her heart. Although he didn't know to what extent, he thought it must be real pain.
"If you can stop crying and wipe away your tears within ten seconds, I will give you a chance!"
