Godsent Top Star [EN]: Chapter 167

167. The Man’s Private Life (1)

2022.04.16.

“It’s beyond just a little bit……”

[Ahem. Who do you think our actor is? When he prepares, he goes all the way to the end, doesn’t he? He spent days and nights agonizing over decorating this place, and that’s how this masterpiece was born.]

It’s not about the monetary value, but the sincerity.

Dong Ja-ryeong emphasized, but the PD [Production Director], who obviously couldn’t hear, was thinking in a different direction.

Looking at the instruments and equipment here, it’s enough to make even the best recording studios envious.

It would make more sense if this were a huge entertainment company or a concert hall, not a private residence.

And that’s not all.

To have a Berkeley College of Music graduate working here as an engineer……

“I’m just doing it a little bit as a side job.”

It’s not a lie.

He roughly grasped how much influence music has.

However, he hasn’t yet confirmed the effect of the music Yeon-woo composed himself, not the works of masters.

He’s been busy filming all this time.

It’s also because he hasn’t had any particularly brilliant ideas.

‘I need to finish the OST [Original Soundtrack] work and send it quickly. Tsk.’

The amount of lifespan earned by the impromptu self-composed song was quite considerable.

Then, what if a carefully completed song is broadcast on a major public TV drama?

He wants to see the effect quickly, but something is 2% missing.

It feels like something is missing to call it complete.

As the broadcast date has been moved up, he needs to finish it quickly, but he’s a little worried that he hasn’t completed it yet.

“Ahem. You still don’t know. I guess the PD doesn’t know how great my brother is. My brother is on YouTu…!”

Bang!

“Ah. A fly for a moment.”

Yeon-woo showed the palm of his hand that had struck the grand piano with a blank face.

“Oh. It seems to have flown away, unfortunately.”

“That thing you just hit is……”

That’s a piano worth hundreds of millions……?

The PD’s unspoken words seemed visible.

What should I say?

It’s like watching someone who doesn’t know anything kicking the bumper of a parked Lamborghini with their foot.

“……By the way, Jerry, what were you about to say just now? You said Yeon-woo is great, but in what way…….”

“He is already great just by his existence.”

“Yes?”

The PD blinked with a puzzled face at Jerry’s sudden answer.

Regardless,

Yeon-woo smiled invisibly.

If Jerry hadn’t grasped the situation this time, the custom-made mixing machine that he cherished would have been destroyed.

‘It’s still a secret that I’m that YouTuber.’

He doesn’t even intend to hide it thoroughly.

However, since hiding it is more beneficial, he just doesn’t reveal it openly.

For the drama production company, it’s the title of ‘OST directly participated by the popular talented YouTuber’.

And for Yeon-woo, it’s an opportunity to show a new side of himself, like peeling an onion.

‘It’s also a great opportunity to increase awareness. If I increase awareness, influence will also increase, so hiding it is a good thing in many ways.’

For the sake of the impact when revealed all at once, the truth may be covered up for a while.

Was it because of the shocking appearance of the studio?

After that, the filming continued smoothly thanks to the PD, who seemed to have lost his mind a little.

It was also thanks to Yeon-woo roughly grasping the feeling due to the PD’s intervention.

“Uh…… This room is also a bit desolate?”

“I don’t really like putting a lot of things in the room.”

You’ll know if you go to the main house.

From the trees in the yard, not only are colorful cloths and other things hanging in a flamboyant manner, but the shrine in the house is the ultimate in splendor.

Having grown up seeing that, he unintentionally developed a simple taste.

“Usually, other people put gifts from fans, etc.”

“I don’t receive gifts separately. I’m just grateful for the attention. Ah. There is one thing I receive.”

The PD showed interest.

Yeon-woo took out a box from under the bed and opened the lid.

“Is it a letter?”

“Yes. Sometimes there are people who give me letters. I gratefully receive them and keep them. It is a tremendous driving force for me.”

It was not a lie.

The so-called fan letters that sometimes come from the company through Lee Gyu-han.

This played a big role in gradually eliminating Yeon-woo’s distrust of humans, which had hit rock bottom.

‘He said it’s a fleeting liking like the wind that doesn’t know when it will come and go…….’

Lee Gyu-han said that, but it was a little different for Yeon-woo.

Those letters were like visualizing the attention that Yeon-woo couldn’t believe in, in a form different from lifespan.

It is a kind of precious proof that he is receiving favor.

“Thank you for your hard work filming today. I helped a lot today, but I plan to minimize intervention in the future, so Yeon-woo will have to lead.”

After filming, introducing the house here and there again with a calm tone.

The PD gave Yeon-woo a second mission.

“You’ll need some time to adjust, right? So, this mission is to get used to the camera. Just act comfortably at home as you usually do. The production team will only intervene when there is a sudden situation or when it is a bit difficult to broadcast, so please just be comfortable. That’s the meaning of our program.”

He added that it would be better if he could adapt quickly.

After the camera was turned off.

The PD gave some tips.

“Since the viewers who watch our program are characterized by high interest and affection for the performers. If possible, it’s good to comment as if you’re talking to the viewers or talking to them.”

He also asked to be notified in advance if he was moving far away or had a schedule.

“Basically, we will be watching the video, so if you need privacy, you can turn off the camera. Don’t forget to turn it back on.”

After leaving several tips and requests along with the mission, the production team withdrew from the house.

It’s definitely a familiar house, but it feels completely unfamiliar with a few cameras installed.

But he’ll get used to it soon.

‘A mission to live everyday life.’

It was amazing that there were people who were interested in this.

But that’s it.

‘I can do well, right.’

Yeon-woo welcomed all kinds of attention.

*

AM 4:30

Beep beep!

Before the alarm clock could even ring,

Thud!

A hand stretched out from the bed turns off the alarm.

A tall, disheveled figure gets out of bed.

It’s a refreshing awakening without any hesitation to sleep a little more.

“Haaam.”

The figure, who seemed to be yawning for a long time, suddenly stopped.

It was because he found the red light of the power of the camera fixed on one side of the ceiling.

His steps stop as if he’s glitched.

But soon he walks out into the living room as if nothing happened.

“Hello……. Good morning.”

A low, subdued voice greets.

The target was the camera installed next to the living room TV.

“The time is…… four thirty.”

He looks at the camera awkwardly and sweeps his face with his big hand.

“Ah. I haven’t washed my face yet, should I have washed my face and said hello……? Um. Is it okay to say hello? Because they didn’t say I couldn’t……?”

Then he greets the space where no one is watching.

“I’ll wash my face and come back.”

AM 5:10

A face that is a little more tidy than before shines white in the dawn light.

Yeon-woo, who pulled the zip-up hoodie up to his neck and wore a hat, bowed to the camera.

“The time is five ten. I’m going out to exercise.”

The selfie cam in one hand moved up and down every time he walked.

“I’m going to run a little bit from now on…… Is it okay to run with this? The camera angle will shake.”

The concern wasn’t long.

“They told me to go as usual. I’ll run for now.”

-They know like a ghost if it smells artificial. So don’t try to do something you didn’t do on purpose, and you don’t have to stop doing what you were doing unless it’s something that can’t be broadcast according to the broadcasting deliberation regulations. A little setting is okay, but as natural as possible. Got it?

It would be dizzy if it shook.

But since the PD said so, he decided to proceed for now.

If it doesn’t work, they’ll edit it themselves.

Ta-dak!

Ta-ta-dak!

Yeon-woo started running for a long time without saying anything, like a routine.

There were some unique parts, such as stretching his arms in the air from time to time or running in a zigzag pattern instead of a straight line, but the speed never dropped.

Yeon-woo, who had been running silently for a while, suddenly focused his attention on the camera as if he had thought of something.

“I ran alone without saying too much. No. Is it the same as running while breathing together?”

Even after running for so long, there is no sign of breathlessness.

It was familiar exercise that he had always done, so there was nothing difficult about it.

“I saw somewhere that exercising in the early morning is not good for your health. That’s because the dust that came to mind during the night sinks to the floor. Still, I personally like exercising in the early morning.”

Dawn was a very good time for people like Yeon-woo.

‘Because the power of thoughts and evil spirits is weakest when the sun is about to rise.’

The time when the rooster crows and the sun rises is the time when ghosts fear the most.

In other words, it is the time when Yeon-woo can most easily harvest the scattered lifespans.

Let’s say the power used to process and obtain existing thoughts or evil spirits is 10.

This dawn, that power is reduced by up to half.

‘There’s also the small fun of absorbing the pure spirit of dawn.’

Since it’s the middle of the city, there’s almost no such luck, but anyway, it’s not bad to exercise, and it’s a good time to do both.

“I’ll run a little more.”

Yeon-woo started running again after finishing the explanation.

AM 9:00

After finishing exercising and taking a shower, it was already 9 o’clock.

Yeon-woo, who was habitually taking off his top, stopped moving and picked up his clothes.

Come to think of it, he briefly forgot that there were cameras everywhere.

Yeon-woo, who awkwardly picked up his clothes, bowed to the camera.

“I sweated a bit from exercising…… I’ll wash up and come out.”

After a little time.

Yeon-woo walked out of the bathroom with wet hair dripping with water.

He also didn’t forget to turn off the camp in the shower booth, reflecting on the memory of taking off his clothes earlier.

Yeon-woo, who roughly dried his wet hair with a towel, moved towards the kitchen.

And then he started preparing this and that very skillfully.

Tong tong tong!

A steady and rhythmic knife cuts the zucchini on the cutting board neatly.

The zucchini pieces, shaped as if measured with a ruler, lay demurely on the cutting board.

At the same time,

Boil, boil!

The water that had been put on earlier made a boiling sound.

Yeon-woo, who opened the pot lid, strained the anchovies that had been used to make the broth.

Ssuk!

He takes a large spoonful of soybean paste [Doenjang, a fermented soybean paste, essential in Korean cuisine], so much that it rises high, puts it in a strainer that has been rinsed once, and loosens it.

Sss- The loosened soybean paste, pressed as if crushed in a sieve, evenly dissolved into the anchovy broth and scattered.

He closes the lid again, and the zucchini, which is the same size as a knife, jumps into the soybean paste soup that has been boiled and simmered thoroughly.

Tok, tok-

Yeon-woo, who was taking out tofu from the refrigerator and cutting it accurately into squares, raised his head.

As if he had forgotten for a moment, he looks at the camera and explains.

“Ah, now……. I’m making breakfast. The menu is zucchini soybean paste stew [Doenjang jjigae, a popular Korean stew].”

Yeon-woo was now showing off his skills to the fullest.

A- grade additional stats.

He was making full use of the savory taste he had obtained just recently.