An Actor Who Has Lived For 10,000 Years [EN]: Chapter 325

325. Influence (2)

During the Philippines fan meeting.

An excited fan fainted, but thanks to the medical staff on standby, she recovered quickly.

A fan who had been dreaming of the fan meeting for days fainted from exhaustion.

I checked on her with concern, and she re-entered when the second part of the fan meeting started, enjoying the time.

After that, fan meetings continued non-stop in Vietnam, Singapore, Indonesia, Thailand, and more.

No major incidents occurred during all those Southeast Asian fan meeting schedules.

Except for the fan who collapsed in the Philippines, the first fan meeting location.

Fan meetings were completed safely and successfully.

The next destination was only one place: the Middle East.

The Middle East was added to the schedule at the last minute.

It was a country I was visiting in response to the wishes of numerous Middle Eastern fans.

I boarded the plane, immediately put on my headphones, and focused on practicing the songs I would sing at the fan meeting.

I was humming softly and reviewing the lyrics when…

“Hee-sung.”

Kim, the CEO, who was sitting next to me, tapped me on the shoulder and called out.

“Yeah?”

“You must be tired from doing fan meetings non-stop. Get some sleep on the way.”

“No, it’s because we’re going to the Middle East this time. There aren’t many celebrities who have held fan meetings in the Middle East, so I don’t really know the atmosphere….”

He smiled faintly at my words and asked.

“So, you’re saying you’re nervous?”

“…Yeah.”

Even though I was rambling, he understood my feelings perfectly.

“What’s there to be nervous about? You’ve already toured several Southeast Asian countries. Just do what you’ve been doing, and it’ll be enough.”

“No, I kept getting nervous and tense when I started in the Philippines and even when I did the other countries after that.”

“Well, it would be weirder if you weren’t nervous. You’re standing in front of so many fans. And they’re not even Korean fans.”

At his words, I swallowed hard and nodded.

“The Middle East especially… makes me even more nervous. A lot of people became fans after seeing my recent work. Of course, I’ve worked hard on everything, but I feel like I need to do even better.”

“Okay. Then practice a little more and get some sleep.”

“Okay.”

The plane, which had been flying in the sky for a long time, was soon landing in a Middle Eastern country, and my heart started racing along with the loud landing sound.

“Haa… I’m nervous.”

The fan meeting finally began.

The last stop of the fan meeting tour through Southeast Asia and the Middle East was in ‘Qatarabia’.

I stepped onto the stage with a pounding heart, and as befitting a country that loves gold, the stage was filled with gold decorations.

The few fan meetings I had in Southeast Asia.

It proceeded in a completely different atmosphere, and I performed the dances and songs I had worked hard to prepare.

And a little later.

Alham, who was the MC [Master of Ceremonies] for the fan meeting, came on stage.

“Hello, I’m Alham, the MC for actor Jin Hee-sung’s fan meeting in Qatarabia.”

Clap clap-

Gentle applause erupted at his words.

I bowed my head to him and replied.

“Hello.”

“Yes, not only Qatarabia but the entire Middle East is completely captivated by actor Jin Hee-sung’s acting. Do you feel your popularity?”

“I’m not sure if I’m popular throughout the entire Middle East, haha. But I do realize that so many people love me. Many people send gifts and letters all the way to faraway Korea.”

He smiled warmly at my words and replied.

“I’m truly envious. Haha.”

“So, there’s something I wanted to say today. I’m really grateful and thankful to everyone who loves me. But many people have been sending expensive gifts.”

Alham listened to me attentively and nodded, and I continued, looking at the numerous fans sitting in front of me.

“I’m really grateful for your thoughtfulness, but you don’t have to spend a lot of money on me. I feel sorry because it feels like I’m only receiving.”

The fans quickly shook their heads at my words, and Alham smiled and jokingly said.

“There are many wealthy people in the Middle East. The fans will feel happy that Hee-sung accepts their gifts. Isn’t that right, everyone?”

He held the microphone out to the fans, teasingly.

“Yes!”

“Of course.”

“Please accept all our gifts!”

The fans replied loudly into the microphone.

A friendly atmosphere continued with their words and Alham’s hosting, and Alham got up from his seat and changed the subject.

“Now, we’re going to have a Q&A session with the fans. If anyone has any questions for actor Jin Hee-sung….”

Before he could finish speaking, the audience began to buzz.

Alham stopped talking and stared intently at that side, his eyes widening more and more.

“What is it?”

“Just a moment.”

Alham quickly moved to the front of the stage, looked at the buzzing people, and opened his mouth.

“Could it be….”

He approached me quickly with his mouth wide open, pushing the microphone away from his mouth, and said.

“Hee-sung, um… our country’s princess has come.”

“Oh, is that so?”

I smiled and nodded at Alham’s words, and he was startled by my reaction and opened his mouth again.

“Yes, I’m saying the princess has come!”

I still only smiled at his words, which he whispered softly in my ear.

Because in the Middle East, there are hundreds, no, thousands of princesses.

To the extent that not all Middle Eastern people even know all their names.

Still, I smiled brightly at the thought that a princess was my fan.

But Alham trembled his lips and approached my ear again with a nervous voice.

“Not just any princess… she’s the current king’s daughter!”

“…Excuse me? The king’s daughter?”

***

After finishing all the fan meeting schedules, I returned to Korea.

The person waiting for me in Korea was none other than Song Yuna.

“Yuna!”

“Welcome back?”

Song Yuna was waiting in front of my house, having arrived just in time for my arrival.

“Yeah, let’s go up quickly.”

I went up to the house with her and immediately leaned back on the sofa.

“I’m tired.”

“You should be. You’ve been traveling around for weeks without rest.”

Song Yuna handed me a coffee and sat next to me.

“Thanks, I’ll enjoy it.”

As I sat up from leaning back, Song Yuna glanced at me sideways and asked.

“Oppa, you went abroad for a fan meeting, but the articles in Korea are going crazy?”

“Why?”

At my question, she handed me her cell phone.

Her attitude was somewhat curt.

“See for yourself.”

The articles that appeared on Song Yuna’s cell phone.

[Jin Hee-sung’s First Overseas Fan Meeting, A Fan Faints from Jin Hee-sung’s Love?]

[Jin Hee-sung, Overseas Fan Meeting – Stirring Up a Fuss with the Appearance of a ‘Princess’ from the Middle East….]

[Jin Hee-sung, From Southeast Asia to the Middle East. The Dignity of a K-Actor]

[‘Jin Hee-sung’ Returns After Successfully Completing His First Overseas Fan Meeting. Keywords: ‘Fainting’, ‘Princess’ What’s the Inside Story?]

The titles of the articles were sensational words that made my eyes widen.

The articles also contained stories about the fans who came to my fan meeting.

-Jin Hee-sung, who started his first overseas fan meeting, from Southeast Asia to the Middle East….
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‘Philippines’, the location of his first overseas fan meeting.

One fan couldn’t hide her excitement from the start at Jin Hee-sung’s appearance and ended up collapsing.

However, thanks to the medical staff who were prepared in advance, she made a quick recovery and even attended the second part of the event.

Also, in ‘Qatarabia’ in the Middle East, which was the last fan meeting.

The current king’s daughter appeared, drawing attention.

At this point, attention is focused on actor Jin Hee-sung’s future activities….

Song Yuna, who was staring at me as I read the article, let out a short sigh.

“I heard even a princess came?”

“Ah… uh, I didn’t know either, but I found out during the fan meeting.”

“Oppa, your popularity is no joke.”

I swallowed the laughter that was about to burst out at her grumbling and said.

“Yuna, are you jealous?”

Then she immediately turned her head away and replied.

“No? Why would I be jealous.”

“Then why are you so grumpy?”

“Jealousy, what….”

Song Yuna snatched her cell phone away and asked me.

“…When are you going to America?”

“I think I’ll go after resting for a few days.”

“Just leave quickly.”

She spat out words she didn’t mean.

I smiled as I stroked Song Yuna’s hair.

“Do you want me to leave quickly?”

Then Song Yuna crossed her arms and shook her head vigorously.

“Yeah, it’s quiet there. It’s tiring to be popular. No one will recognize you, so live comfortably there!”

I smiled at Song Yuna’s jealous grumbling and replied.

“Then, do you want to go with me?”

“No way, I don’t want to?”

“Why, I heard you’re taking a break from filming for a while. Let’s go together.”

At my words, she turned her back to me and muttered.

“Well… maybe if we’re going on a trip later. I’m going to work right away this time, why would I follow you.”

I looked at Song Yuna’s back and playfully opened my mouth.

“Ah, now that I think about it, I remember that time. Someone suddenly came to see me in America, making strange excuses.”

Back then, when I couldn’t be reached.

When Song Yuna came all the way to America, I spoke playfully, recalling the time, and she turned around and shouted at me.

“…Be quiet!”

***

I revisited LA for the full-fledged movie shoot.

I went to WOM Entertainment for the script reading.

I entered the company with a worried and expectant heart.

I hadn’t met the actors I would be filming with yet, but I had heard stories about them in advance.

The main characters are me, one white actor, and one black actor, for a total of three people.

Kali, the black actor, was a very famous actor when it came to acting.

I knew he was dignified, but not strict or uptight.

But the problem was Robert, the white actor.

He was also very famous in the industry for his acting.

However, Robert’s personality was the problem.

He had caused a stir in the entertainment industry in the past due to racism, and he had taken time to reflect on his actions since then.

Already when I first started acting in Hollywood.

I had experienced racial discrimination issues, so I immediately thought that I should be careful about my relationship with Robert.

When I entered the script reading room, Kali, who had arrived earlier, approached me.

“Hello, I’m Kali.”

“Nice to meet you. I’m Jin Hee-sung. I look forward to working with you.”

We smiled and shook hands.

He was tall and had a solid build.

At a glance, he exuded a dignified atmosphere.

He looked at me and continued his introduction.

“Um… I’m a former police officer. I quit for acting. Was Hee-sung’s first job an actor?”

I nodded at Kali’s words.

“Yes, I originally dreamed of being an actor. It’s amazing that you’re a former police officer.”

He seemed to be proud of his past job as a police officer, as he raised the corners of his mouth.

As I was talking to Kali, a white man burst into the room.

It was Robert.

I stared at Robert, who was entering with a very wary attitude, and our eyes met in the air.

At that moment.

“Oh, Hee-sung!”

Robert frowned and looked at me as he rushed over.

At his quick pace, I leaned back and looked at Robert.

He shouted at me with a very bright smile.

“I’m a really big fan. It’s an honor to meet you.”

“…Yes?”

Perhaps because I was so nervous because he was a person with a brilliant history of racism?

Robert grabbed my hand tightly, so much so that my guarded heart was embarrassed.

“I’m so glad to be acting with you. Can I… take a picture with you?”

“…Sure.”

With a bewildered heart, I took a picture with him, and Robert, who was excited like a child, looked at the picture and smiled contentedly.

“Wow, I’m taking a picture with actor Jin Hee-sung. Um… by any chance….”

He came up to me and carefully opened his mouth.

“Yes?”

“I’m such a big fan, so I was wondering if we could follow each other on SNS [Social Networking Service]… would you like to?”

I couldn’t help but burst out laughing at Robert’s innocent question.

“Sure, why not. Haha.”

At my words, Robert smiled and searched for his SNS account address on my cell phone.

When I pressed the follow button, he sent me a wink and whispered to me.

“Actually… I already followed Hee-sung’s SNS. Haha.”

Looking at his eyes, it seemed that he was sincere when he said I was a fan.

To the extent that there was no intention of putting me down or making fun of me with racism.

…This guy isn’t trying to keep me in check, he really seems to like me?