Godsent Top Star [EN]: Chapter 133

The Importance of Management (1)

133. The Importance of Management (1)

2022.03.13.

Yeonwoo was feeling it too, rendering him speechless. [Why are you covering a perfectly good face and turning him into a Mongdal (a traditional Korean ghost with a white cloth covering its face)? Ah… you’re such a solo player…]
“I told you that’s not it, right?” He glared, and the child spirit darted to the ceiling. “It’s because your actor told me to do it, okay?” If Kwon Seonghyun said to cook soybean paste with red beans, that child spirit would believe it. [That’s why I’m not saying anything more. If it weren’t for that, I would have brought a Mongdal and made him your friend…]
“Stop. That’s enough.” Yeonwoo pondered for a moment. It would be troublesome to injure his body and draw blood… ‘Just pricking the tip of my finger to draw blood should be okay, right?’ But he stopped that thought too. After starting management, Yeonwoo had to stop practicing basic martial arts for a while. It was because Kwon Seonghyun had begun to manage Yeonwoo in earnest.
-First of all, it’s better to take a break from the dojang [martial arts training hall] for a while. What if you get a bruise?
-I’m not that clumsy.
-If you break an arm or a leg, it will greatly affect your schedule.
-I’m telling you again, I’m not that clumsy.
-That’s not something to be confident about. Accidents can happen anytime, anywhere. That was true. Wasn’t it all because of an accident that Yeonwoo suddenly gained a negative lifespan?
-At times like these, you have to pay special attention to every fingertip and strand of hair. But don’t rest completely, or your body will get out of shape, so keep training. Besides that, anything that could harm Yeonwoo’s skin, like preparing meals, was all prohibited. Kwon Seonghyun naturally volunteered to be Yeonwoo’s hands and feet. Well, Kwon Seonghyun had been in charge of meals from the start, so there wasn’t much difference…
-Isn’t this too much? I can still do some knife work, you know?
-Not at all. It was a bit shocking that he was going to personally serve the prepared meal. Moreover, the food was all elaborate, which made him even more suspicious. Breakfast was normal. Things started to get weird from lunch. After exercising and returning home, Kwon Seonghyun presented him with a Two Plus Hanwoo [premium Korean beef] steak, which he claimed to have obtained early in the morning.
-Yeonwoo, think about it. If you make a mistake while cutting the steak and injure your hand badly, you’ll have to go to the emergency room right away.
-A steak knife injuring my hand?
-Don’t underestimate steak knives. A knife that effortlessly cuts through 3cm thick tissue must be sharp, right?
-I doubt that would happen.
-You never know. If you get cut by such a sharp knife… the wound will probably be deep, so you’ll need a lot of stitches, right? And would that be the end of it? What if a nerve or tendon gets damaged? You’ll eventually do it someday, but imagine if you were filming an action scene. Ah. This industry requires a lot of physical activity. Even if action isn’t the main focus, male actors may have to film fight scenes or chase scenes. If a damaged nerve in your hand holds you back, the range of roles you can play will decrease…
-…….

It was just cutting. Not even a lethal knife used in real combat. Just cutting a steak. ‘Why are we suddenly talking about nerve damage, being unable to do action, and my acting career going downhill…?’ Listening to Kwon Seonghyun, steak seemed like a very dangerous food that should never be eaten alone.
‘I never had anyone cut my food for me when I was young.’ Like cutting pork cutlets or something. Not that he was particularly sad about it. Not envious at all. He seemed to remember thinking it was pathetic. ‘Do they not have hands or feet? Why can’t they cut it themselves and ask someone else to do it?’ But now, he was experiencing that handless, footless situation at this age. Forced to.
-I’d rather not eat it.
-Yeonwoo, you need to replenish protein to prevent muscle loss after exercise. Kwon Seonghyun emphasized the word ‘must.’ Muscle loss. It sounded terrifying. His muscles were already hard to pump up. And now muscle loss! It was a horrifying thought. The bizarre situation continued until dinner.
-What… is this? Grilled shrimp?
-Shrimp is in season these days. So I tried grilling it. Fortunately, he couldn’t see the shrimp’s soul. Otherwise, he would have made eye contact with a shrimp sadly watching its dying self through the clear glass cover.
-I’ll peel them.
-How sharp are shrimp shells? Then why not make food without those sharp shells? Of course, he didn’t commit the unforgivable act of complaining about the food in front of the person who made it. With so many old ghosts roaming around the house, he had no choice but to quickly learn etiquette in that area. They nagged so much… If he even tried to put the spoon in the wrong order, [Ahem. Kang Yeonwoo. Do you already want to eat ancestral rites food?] Or if he mixed up the soup order, [Aigo. That ancestral rites food looks delicious. Yes. Kang Yeonwoo. Is it about time for you to cross over to our side?] It wasn’t a great environment or teaching for a child, but it was somewhat positive in that it was firmly etched in his mind. Anyway, Kwon Seonghyun insisted on peeling all the shrimp shells and handing only the meat to Yeonwoo. He felt bloated even while eating it.
‘This is strange. I filmed a movie, but I don’t think I’ve become a critically ill patient.’ Kwon Seonghyun’s demands didn’t end there.
-Ah, and using blood is also prohibited.
-Huh? Why is that? No, how did you know that?
The two’s gazes naturally turned to one place. [Ah. Right. It’s time for the drama! I almost missed it!] The child spirit, who mumbled in a tone that sounded like he was reading a book, quickly disappeared through the wall. Yeonwoo sighed, having futilely missed the culprit.
-That’s something I can’t help.
-Then use my blood.
-Yes?!
-You said I have spiritual power, right? And that souls don’t come near me. Then wouldn’t that be perfect?
-Absolutely not. No, are you telling me to carry Kwon Seonghyun’s blood around? Are you trying to make me look like a crazy psychopath? Think about it. No matter how necessary it is, carrying someone else’s blood around is creepy and disgusting, isn’t it? Yeonwoo, who had no intention of doing that, quickly compromised.
-Okay, I understand. I’ll refrain from it unless it’s absolutely necessary.
-Hmm….
-I can’t die just to protect my skin, can I?
-Ah. That’s troublesome. Then I can’t help it. Kwon Seonghyun stepped back, seemingly disappointed. “If you have something to say, go say it to your actor.” Yeonwoo put aside the thoughts that had come to mind as he looked down at his fingertips. Drawing blood from the tip of his finger was simple, but if that guy snitched, it would be very annoying. Kwon Seonghyun wasn’t the type to nag. But that made him even more intimidating.
He threw on some clothes and went downstairs on time, where Lee Gyuhan was waiting.
“What time should I pick you up today?”
“They said it’s a three-hour course. Then they said they’re doing something to my hair…”
“Ah. It must be a clinic. Was it today?”
“Cli… Yes.” It was a word he could never get used to.
“Then let’s set aside three hours, and then another three hours. You’re suffering too, Yeonwoo.” It was management that required investing half a day.
“Seonghyun takes care of it regularly, so I didn’t know, but Yeonwoo is getting intensive care this time, so it must be tough. Right?”
“So they say.”
“Just relax and get some rest. You probably haven’t been able to rest much while filming, right? Just think of it as a vacation and get some sleep.”
“Hoo….” Lee Gyuhan burst out laughing at Yeonwoo’s sigh. “Yeonwoo also has things he struggles with! I just found out.”
“Haha….” Try being called a Mongdal ghost every time you go. ‘It’s even more maddening when that chattering guy is next to you.’ One part of the skin care program involves covering the face with a rubber pack. It’s a step to penetrate ampoules deeper into the skin and make the skin more moisturized… The problem was that it covered the eyes, nose, and mouth, which reminded him of the appearance of a Mongdal ghost. Ordinary people wouldn’t think that way, but Yeonwoo and the child spirit weren’t ordinary people.
“Still, Yeonwoo, Seonghyun isn’t the type to make things up, so it will definitely be helpful. Seonghyun also gets intensive care when he starts his activities again in earnest.”
“Is that so?”
“Of course. Actors are human too, so it’s too hard to manage like crazy even during the rest period, right? They maintain the basic routine but have some leeway. Conversely, they tighten up when they enter the activity period. It’s an inevitable part of being a job that’s visible to others.” Lee Gyuhan said, skillfully driving the car.
“These days, cameras and everything have become amazing. In the old days, cameras didn’t even have a million pixels, but these days they have over ten million pixels, even up to thirty million pixels. You know, those cameras that look like cannons.” He seemed to be talking about the professional cameras that reporters carry around.
“The number of people carrying around cameras called DSLRs or something has increased a lot these days. Not only reporters but also ordinary fans carry that heavy thing around. And these days, cell phone cameras are so good. If you get caught taking a bad picture, it’s a big deal. There’s so much talk about poor management. If you show that kind of appearance often, there will be noise, and if that happens, fans will be disappointed, and if fans are disappointed, they will turn away, and the brilliant popularity will gradually fade away, and eventually, they might say, ‘Who is Kwon Seonghyun?’….”
“…….” He wondered where Kwon Seonghyun’s strange overreaction came from. Like manager, like celebrity.
“And how clear is the TV these days? And how big has it gotten? When I watch TV, I don’t know if I’m watching TV to see the celebrity’s pores. Anyway, Yeonwoo’s movie image is ‘the hazy memory of first love.’ First love has to be beautiful, right? If the first love image is on TV, but the skin is rough and the face is gloomy, who would be excited? Right?”
“Yeah, well….”
“Movies have CG processing, but general entertainment shows or press photos won’t do that. No matter how much lighting and reflectors you use, it will show if you don’t manage it.” Lee Gyuhan sighed, saying that press photos, in particular, are never photoshopped. If it were a photo taken by a fan, it would be edited. No wonder press photos are called photos of truth, and most celebrities can’t escape humiliation.