Chapter 95 – Result – Part 3

Chapter 95 – Result – Part 3

At Director Jo Jeonghwan’s signal, the slate made a crisp sound.

Choi Jeonghoon (Park Inhyeok), sitting opposite Detective Kang Woohyuk (Kim Min), speaks in a desperate voice.

“Detective, I know you’re busy, but please. Please find our Minji. Please… I beg you.”

“I’m sorry. I understand how you feel, but…”

Suddenly, Choi Jeonghoon’s eyes moved to various parts of the detective’s office.

His gaze, fixed on the office, was direct but quick, creating a strange feeling.

“Detective, you recently had a physical altercation, didn’t you? The opponent was a woman, so you couldn’t use force carelessly. It seems you haven’t been home for two days, and you’re unmarried and your girlfriend…”

Jo Jeonghwan, who had been staring intently at the monitor, had the corners of his mouth turned up so much that they reached his ears.

It was the same scene, but it felt like it had been completely transformed into a different one.

It wasn’t like seeing people with supernatural power, but rather strongly conveyed the atmosphere of truly seeing through people with keen observation.

“This is it! Yes, this is it!”

As the desired scene appeared, Jo Jeonghwan clenched his fists, reveling in the ecstasy.

Woojin, who had been watching the monitor with him, nodded his head.

After several rehearsals, it finally seemed to look plausible.

No, it seemed like the Righteous Path was enough.

However, it looked like it would be difficult to continue the scene.

This was because the micro-expressions that appeared and disappeared in 0.2 seconds were repeatedly crumpled.

It wasn’t acting.

At the same time as Woojin thought that.

Park Inhyeok, who was playing the protagonist Choi Jeonghoon, suddenly covered his mouth.

At this unexpected action, a single thought popped into the minds of the filming staff and organizers.

‘It’s an ad-lib.’

He was an actor who was good at acting from the beginning, and it seemed like he had a good grasp of the situation, so he wanted to show something different.

But their expectations were wrong, and

Woojin muttered.

“He’s overdoing it.”

Park Inhyeok, who had covered his mouth, ran off somewhere.

His manager followed his sudden movement.

“Inhyeok!”

The place Park Inhyeok arrived at after running was the bathroom, and he immediately thrust his handsome face into the toilet.

“Ugh! Ugh!”

“Inhyeok? Are you okay? What’s wrong? Are you not feeling well?”

At the manager’s worried words, Park Inhyeok waved his hand.

“Ugh!”

After throwing up several times, he took a deep breath and got up from his seat.

“Haa… haa…”

“Are you okay? You didn’t say anything, right? Shouldn’t you go to the hospital?”

The manager checked his temperature, even touching his forehead with a worried look, and Park Inhyeok exhaled slowly, then inhaled again, as if trying to calm himself.

His head was still spinning.

It was like the dizziness you feel when you spin around in place.

“Are you okay?”

At the manager’s repeated question, Park Inhyeok finally opened his eyes and nodded.

“I think I’m okay now.”

“You don’t look okay. Today won’t work. I’ll talk to them. First, to the hospital…”

“I’m really fine.”

“Hey…”

Despite the manager’s attempts to stop him, Park Inhyeok rinsed his mouth and headed to the set.

“Inhyeok, are you okay?”

“Are you okay?”

When people asked with worried voices, Park Inhyeok smiled and nodded.

Jo Jeonghwan was equally worried.

The sight of him covering his mouth and running looked exactly like someone going to throw up.

“Are you okay?”

Park Inhyeok gave a wry smile.

“I think I’ll be able to put on the mask after resting a bit.”

“If you suddenly felt like throwing up, it seems like something’s wrong. Go to the hospital first. You need to take care of your body.”

He was sincere.

But Park Inhyeok did not back down.

“If I’m still not okay after resting a bit, I’ll tell you then. I was just a little dizzy.”

At his determined gaze, Jo Jeonghwan sighed and nodded.

He was truly ambitious about acting.

You could call it passion, or you could call it ambition and stubbornness for acting.

“If your condition doesn’t recover even after resting, we’ll stop immediately and go to the hospital, okay?”

“Yes.”

As Jo Jeonghwan, who had been looking at Park Inhyeok with a worried gaze, disappeared into the bathroom, Park Inhyeok looked at Woojin, who was on the phone.

Fluent English flowed from his mouth, indicating who he was talking to.

It was Woojin, talking to none other than Jessica.

“That’s good news.”

-She says to hurry up.

Woojin nodded his head.

The LED cultivation method, bearing the name Brain Food, was proving successful in the Middle East.

As proof, it was being introduced into 40% of high-end hotels and restaurants.

The premium strategy had worked.

Very fresh vegetables, free of pesticides and pests, that could only be tasted at hotels and restaurants.

It was only natural that anyone would want to eat such vegetables for their health.

The crispy texture, which could be enjoyed immediately after harvesting, was an added bonus.

Woojin added calmly,

“I’m looking forward to it.”

Now it was time to build a factory on a considerable plot of land.

-Yes. Then I’ll assume you’ve agreed. I’ve sent the documents by email. Oh, I keep missing the braised short ribs I had back then. It was truly ‘damn delicious.’ And the seasoned fried chicken too.

“If you visit Korea again, I’ll introduce you to other places. There are many ‘damn delicious’ places.”

Jessica’s lively voice flowed through the cellphone.

-I’ll be looking forward to it.

As Woojin finished his call, Park Inhyeok, who had been waiting, approached.

It was Woojin who spoke first.

“It’s possible you felt that way at first.”

Once again, at his words guessing his condition, Park Inhyeok let out a hollow laugh and ran a hand through his hair.

“You know. It’s similar to the dizziness you feel when you spin in place, right? Things come into view quickly then. I also have to observe other things quickly. So, is that why?”

“No, it’s different. The dizziness from spinning in place is due to the semicircular canals. The fluid in the semicircular canals tries to stay in place due to inertia the moment you spin, but if you keep spinning, the fluid eventually moves in the same direction…”

Listening to Woojin’s words, Park Inhyeok felt like it was science class again, and unlike before, his head felt dizzy.

“On the other hand, the dizziness you’re feeling, Actor Park Inhyeok, is because new experiences are being sporadically injected into your brain. You could say it’s an overload.”

“Overload?”

Woojin nodded and continued.

“When you try to skillfully handle things you don’t know, as opposed to things you do know, your brain gets overloaded, and if stress accumulates, excessive Reactive Oxygen Species are produced. That’s why you feel dizzy.”

“Stress…”

“It seems you have an obsession with your acting being perfect.”

Considering he even vomited, he must be a sensitive person.

Woojin spoke to the Manager next to him.

“If you buy some antioxidants from the pharmacy, it might help Actor Park Inhyeok. And an electrolyte drink too.”

“Oh, really?”

As the Manager quickly disappeared, Woojin spoke again.

“Actor Park Inhyeok, your acting was really great. Director Jo Jeonghwan also clenched his fist and said it was the best. I hope you don’t doubt your own acting, Actor Park Inhyeok. You’re already a very skilled person.”

“Obsession…”

Park Inhyeok fell into thought for a moment.

The idea of having an obsession suddenly made him question himself.

Did he have an obsession with acting?

He only ever thought about doing well.

People said he was good at acting, so he only tried harder to do even better.

Some people say that.

That he has great pride in his acting.

He just worked hard.

And a lot at that.

He thought it made no sense that he couldn’t act, having worked so hard that he even coughed up blood.

Was that an obsession?

Suddenly, Park Inhyeok remembered his first meeting with Woojin.

‘You should cut down on drinking.’

On days when filming ended, he would invariably come home and drink alcohol.

Because he had no joy.

Just like regular office workers find joy by drinking a glass of soju or a beer at home.

Come to think of it, have I not been enjoying acting all this time?

Was I just caught up in the compulsion to do my job perfectly?

No matter how hard it was, I just tried to do well?

“If trying hard is an obsession…”

“I think it’s an obsession when you’re caught up in a certain thought or emotion and it leads to action due to psychological pressure. Even more so if you can’t enjoy it.”

Park Inhyeok burst into a hollow laugh at Woojin’s words, which seemed to pierce his thoughts like an awl.

“Hahaha! Hahaha!”

It was a hollow but very refreshing laugh.

Park Inhyeok felt as if something that had been bothering him for a long time had finally burst open.

And he looked at Woojin and repeated to himself.

“Actions driven by psychological pressure, caught up in a certain thought or emotion. Even more so if you can’t enjoy it. That was me. You’re right.”

“I believe that the more you engage in metacognition, the more people continue to develop.”

Park Inhyeok asked again with a brighter expression.

“Metacognition?”

“Yes. Recognizing yourself is called metacognition, isn’t it? I’m not Actor Park Inhyeok, but I think you’re really good at acting.”

Just then, Park Inhyeok’s manager, who had gone out, returned.

“Here you go.”

Park Inhyeok, who received the antioxidants and sports drink, smiled and asked Woojin,

“As Actor Unknown said, I’ll feel much better after drinking this, right?”

“Of course.”

To aid the Placebo Effect, Woojin chimed in.

“You’ll want to go to the bathroom after you drink it. Acidic waste products are neutralized and excreted through urine, so you can relieve yourself comfortably.”

Ten minutes later.

As Woojin said, Park Inhyeok, who had gone to the bathroom, sat back down for filming.

In his mind, a strong sense of trust in Woojin, who was knowledgeable and accurately predicted everything like a shaman, was firmly established.

‘I’m stressed while acting. Compulsion can lead to dizziness of unknown origin.’

Park Inhyeok closed his eyes, recalling Woojin’s words.

The person who taught Observation did well in Observation acting.

It was enough.

There’s no need to add anything more to it.

There’s no need to be stressed.

‘My acting is enough. It’s enough. Too much is as bad as too little. Too much is as bad as too little. No need to be precise. Let’s focus on the action Actor Unknown talked about. On the action. Trim it. Subtract it.’

Park Inhyeok muttered to himself as if hypnotizing himself.

Clack!

Park Inhyeok’s eyes opened at the sound of the slate clashing.

His eyes, which had been looking at various parts of Kang Woohyuk, moved quickly before staring at the Detective again.

“Detective, Detective, you’ve been in a physical altercation recently, haven’t you? Your opponent was a woman, so you couldn’t use force carelessly…”

The chilling gaze instantly disappeared, and a desperate voice flowed out again in a pleading tone.

“Detective, I can definitely help you. Our Minji. Let’s find her together.”

Kang Woohyuk suddenly stood up and raised his voice.

“This person! Are you investigating me behind my back!? Don’t you know that’s a crime!? This person is impossible, isn’t he?!”

“Cut!”

As Jo Jeonghwan’s signal dropped, the Camera Director yelled out.

“Wow… Park Inhyeok! How can you change so drastically!? You’re truly a genius actor!”

“Look, I’m getting goosebumps.”

Another person shook their head and said,

“As expected, as expected, it’s Actor Park Inhyeok.”

Ignoring their praises, Park Inhyeok strode over to Woojin, swept back his hair, and said,

“This is crazy. Actor Unknown, if you’re free today, how about a drink with me? Do you have a favorite drink?”