Chapter 341:
Chapter 341
After finishing his application for an ID card, Seo-jun waited for the issuance date as usual, going back and forth between school, home, and Cocoa Entertainment.
Then he received a piece of news from the United States.
He heard from Ahn Da Ho and quickly picked up his phone to contact Kim Jong-ho.
“Uncle Jong-ho. Did you hear?”
-Yeah. The rough cut of Survivors is done, right?
Two days ago, he got the news that the rough cut of Survivors was finished.
Seo-jun chattered with a bright face.
“It seems like both the theatrical version and the Director’s Cut are done. It was faster than I expected.”
-The Director’s Cut, I heard about it, but I wonder how it will turn out. The internal screening is on a weekday, can you go, Jun?
Kim Jong-ho sounded worried that Seo-jun might not be able to go because of school. Seo-jun smiled widely and said.
“It’s okay. I didn’t have any filming in the first semester, so I still have enough attendance days.”
-Really? That’s good. Then we can go together next week.
“Yes! See you next week, Uncle Jong-ho!”
***
And a week later, on Tuesday.
Seo-jun and Kim Jong-ho arrived in the United States on Sunday and headed to Bearound to attend the internal screening of Survivors.
In the car driven by a Kings Agency employee, there were Seo-jun, Ahn Da Ho, Kim Jong-ho, and manager Lee Sang-woo.
Kim Jong-ho asked with a surprised expression.
“You’re leaving on Thursday? Wouldn’t Saturday be fine? You said you were going to miss a whole week because of the screening date.”
“I’m going to the district office on Friday.”
“The district office?”
“Hehe. I’m getting my ID card.”
He said with a somewhat shy expression. Kim Jong-ho and manager Lee Sang-woo widened their eyes.
Somehow, everyone he had known since he was young had this reaction.
“You’re making it already?”
“I don’t remember when I made mine.”
Kim Jong-ho nodded in agreement with Lee Sang-woo’s words.
Seo-jun laughed at the sight of the two adults.
“The district office is only open on weekdays, so I’m going to arrive in Korea on Thursday and go there for a while on Friday. It took some time to apply, but they said it doesn’t take long to issue it.”
“It would be nice to rest on weekends after going to school on weekdays.”
Kim Jong-ho was wondering if he should return early as well, when Lee Sang-woo suddenly opened his mouth with something that came to his mind.
“But it would be a big deal if Seo-jun loses his ID card.”
It would be a big deal for anyone to lose their ID card, but even more so for a celebrity.
At Lee Sang-woo’s words, Seo-jun and Ahn Da Ho widened their eyes.
‘I never thought of that...’
He had never lost his phone or card before, so he didn’t think about it.
And unlike phones or cards that can easily change numbers, ID cards have fixed social security numbers, so even if he reissued them, the numbers would be the same.
There were many things he could do with just his name and social security number.
Ahn Da Ho took out his phone with a serious face.
“Can I change my social security number too...”
He thought he should have a plan before losing it.
***
Bearound internal screening room.
It was an important event to check the box office potential of a project, so the planning team leader and Bearound employees were busy running around.
If they received bad reviews here, they might have to edit again or delay the schedule.
‘Well. I’m not worried.’
The planning team leader who had a proud expression for a moment frowned with a dark face.
No.
He wasn’t worried about Survivors-Theatrical Version, but he was worried about what kind of reaction Survivors-Director’s Cut would get.
‘There’s nothing I can do now.’
He sighed and raised his voice.
“Check your seats again!”
Survivors starring Davis Garrett and Lee Seo-jun was a work that Bearound expected, so there were more participants than usual.
There were Bearound executives, of course, as well as actors who participated in the filming, employees from the investment company, and employees from Plus+ who came to see the director’s cut.
A little later.
As the internal screening time approached, the audience arrived one by one.
“/Hello! Director Jeffrey!/”
“/Welcome. Jun. Nice to see you. Kim./”
Director Jeffrey greeted Seo-jun and Kim Jong-ho with a bright smile in Bearound’s internal screening room.
It was Lee Seo-jun, an actor that Plus+ was keeping an eye on.
“But usually Director’s Cuts are just a little longer or edited a little differently, right? I wonder if we came here for nothing.”
“...There’s no child actor.”
“Huh?”
The employees of Plus+ looked at the actors’ side at the sudden words of the team leader.
The child actor who had been stuck next to Lee Seo-jun until a while ago was gone.
He felt a chill down his spine.
Either something urgent happened to the child actor or,
“I think a lot of violent scenes were cut out in the theatrical version to lower the rating. Maybe there are a lot of those scenes in this director’s cut. Since Lee is still a minor... It probably means that it’s okay for kids his age to watch.”
“Hmm.”
“Let’s just watch and talk.”
The employees nodded at the team leader’s words.
The screening room darkened and they closed their mouths.
Soon [Survivors-Director’s Cut] was projected on the screen.
Two hours later.
There was only silence in the screening room.
“...”
He didn’t know what he had just seen.
“OMG...!”
The groans that came out from here and there made the planning team leader, who had seen the edited version of [Director’s Cut] beforehand, laugh with a detached expression and make a cross sign with his fingers on his shoulders and forehead.
‘As expected. It can’t be released.’
***
Kim Jong-ho and manager Lee Sang-woo were not just shocked like other people.
They couldn’t take their eyes off the screen even after the movie ended and the screening room brightened.
“/The edited version is better, right?/”
Andrew Walker, who had just left, said with a regretful expression.
Seo-jun also smiled and said.
“/Right? The music was good too. It was more impressive because it was similar to the theatrical version./”
“/Of course, right? Our Director has good sense./”
At Davis Garrett’s words, Director Jeffrey, who was sitting in front of them, laughed cheerfully.
“/Haha. Thank you./”
The only peaceful ones in the screening room filled with shock and horror were the actors who had participated in the filming until the end and knew the content of [Director’s Cut] and a few other people.
“/I expected it, but it was more shocking to see it as an edited version./”
Vanessa Olsen nodded her head at Milan Chellen’s words next to Director Jeffrey.
“/This can’t be released, right?/”
“/I don’t think so. They seem to be in trouble over there.../”
At Milan Chellen’s words, the actors looked at one side.
Bearound executives talking with the planning team leader, Plus+ employees having a serious meeting, investment company employees who seemed to have decided on [Theatrical Version] after hesitating between [Theatrical Version] and [Director’s Cut] and shaking their heads.
It was a chaotic situation.
“/Are you okay, Director?/”
Seo-jun asked Director Jeffrey.
Wasn’t he the one who wanted to release it in theaters so badly?
“/I’m fine. I’m satisfied enough./”
When he first made [Director’s Cut], he wanted to show it in theaters, but his mind changed as he filmed.
Why couldn’t he release it in theaters, why couldn’t he make a hit.
‘I was too greedy.’
He should have adjusted his greed and the public’s demand to fit well.
‘Let’s do better on the next work.’
He said with a truly satisfied expression.
“/Do you know what stained glass is?/”
“/The one in the cathedral?/”
“/Yes. When it’s one piece, it’s just a sharp, irregular piece of glass in various colors, but when they come together, they make a beautiful picture, right?/”
“/Right./”
Seo-jun and the actors nodded their heads.
“/Isn’t our movie just like stained glass?/”
Davis Garrett’s improvisation and Lee Seo-jun’s improvisation.
And with the three actors’ script acting and Director Jeffrey’s overall editing, a very cool work was completed.
“/Then the theatrical version is heaven and the Director’s Cut is hell./”
Everyone laughed at Davis Garrett’s serious expression.