Chapter 75
-…I want to change it to a happy ending. It's not that the Oh Manho is being executed, it's being released from prison… In the direction of meeting his brother.
When I heard this from Jinseok, I couldn't hide my surprise with Ha Sarang.
"How can I tell him what I was going to say first…".’
Ha Sarang looked at Kang Hyunjin, a writer standing dithering next to her. With a questioning look, "Did you tell actor Kang Jinseok before me?"
Kang Hyunjin shook his head as if saying, "It's not me!" with an unfair look on his face.
I thought hard about it with the Sergeant who heard it.
"It's what he thinks… He's an amazing actor the more I see him.'
In fact, there have been constant talks about changing the ending since the middle of the drama filming.
It was due to internal statistics from Netflix that said, "I rewatch more happy ending works than sad ending."
The production team of "The Way They Chose" wanted to create a work that viewers would look for every time they thought of it, not a work that they saw once.
‘So I've been talking to writer Kang for a long time. While maintaining the overall flow, I have laid a lot of groundwork that Oh Manho will not be executed and may one day be released from prison.'
This is a 100% pre-production drama that Netflix gave full power to Ha Sarang and PD.
The story could be changed as long as the production team and actors agreed.
I've already talked to the other actors.
Anyway, the last scene only had to prepare one camera, so it wasn't that difficult to shoot.
"So I only had to persuade the main actor… There is no such thing as coincidence.'
Ha Sarang saw Jinseok. Jinseok was still bending over deeply.
If another actor had spoken up about changing the story, she would have felt bad with Sergeant.
However, I didn't feel too bad because it was said by Jinseok, no one else.
Because he had the authenticity of the work he's shown so far.
Hit it.
Ha Sarang, who had been thinking for a long time, put her hand on Jinseok's shoulder.
"I told you earlier that I had something to tell you."
"Yes."
"I was going to tell you that, too. How about changing the ending?"
***
"I always feel this, but he gets really good makeup because he has good skin. It's so comfortable to stick to what I draw."
The makeup artist kept talking to herself and changed my makeup.
"Since he came out of prison after suffering, he should look older than that, right? About 15 more years?"
This is because the ending of "The Way They Chose" changed to Oh Manho being released from prison after 12 years of imprisonment.
"Okay! I think this is enough." Open your eyes."
I slowly opened my closed eyes.
As the makeup artist said, Kang Jinseok in his mid to late 40s, who seemed to have suffered a lot, was seen in the mirror.
Wrinkles were naturally located all over the face, and wrinkles were particularly deep around the eyes.
If the makeup before the ending changed expressed a shabby feeling, this makeup was expressing "difficult years."
"Do you like it?"
The makeup artist said with a smile.
"Yes, I think it came out really well. As expected, you're the best."
"Hooray. Thank you for your words. Then, fighting for the last shot."
"Yes, thank you."
I left the waiting room and walked across the prison playground toward the entrance. Sunlight, which was beginning to fall, was blocked by the high walls of the prison, and the shadow lay long.
"This scene…". I've seen a lot of Lee Manseok.'
With a red name tag on his chest, which means death row inmates, he saw this scene every day until he died.
The sky where the red sunset was scattered was a beautiful sight.
He prayed in the passage of time that his letter would reach his brother.
"It's bitter."
But I was well aware that the wind was useless.
That his letter was not delivered properly. Even if it was told, my brother wouldn't have read it properly.
If he had read the letter correctly, I would have come at least once before I died.
‘But it's different today.'
I got to play a part that didn't exist in his life, but it didn't matter.
Lee Manseok imagined meeting his brother after he was released from prison right before he died, and I only need to show that feeling.
I arrived at the front door of the prison. I can feel the staff who are ready looking at me with anticipation.
Cho Yeonchul approached and asked.
"Actor, the producer said he'd do a rehearsal and start the main shoot."
"Rehearsal?"
"Yes. The ending has changed suddenly, so you might need time to sort out your feelings."
It's a rehearsal. It wasn't a difficult call at all.
"I'm sorry, but can't we start filming right away?"
However, when that huge iron door was opened by rehearsals, it seemed that this feeling would slowly dissipate.
The feeling of "expectation" that he might have a brother outside the prison door, "concerned" that he would be so sad without his brother, and "sad" that he would feel when he was not there.
Cho Yeonchul hesitated to an unexpected answer and said.
"Uh… Yes, I'll talk to the producer first."
Cho Yeonchul immediately began to say something to the walkie-talkie, smiling and asking if the conversation went well.
"Yes, actor. The producer asked me to start filming right away. "Even when the sun sets, it starts to fall."
"Thank you."
As soon as he heard my answer, Cho Yeonchul shouted out loud.
"We'll start filming in a minute!"
This scene is really simple.
Just follow the guidance of the prison officer and go out through the open door. And if you smile brightly at your brother's voice from afar, it's over.
Even though it was a simple scene, I was more nervous than in any other scene I've ever filmed.
[Let's start]
I heard the voices of the Sergeant and PD from the walkie-talkie. Probably looking at the camera outside the prison door.
Cho Yeonchul, who was controlling the inside of the prison, shouted in the direction of Ha Sarang and PD.
"Ready…. Action!"
The moment Lee Manseok wanted so much.
"I have to show you."
***
In a rush. Giggling.
The iron bars at the front door of the prison open.
Is it over there or not? My long-cherished brother, whose face has faded now.
If it hadn't been opened, I could have had a happy delusion to myself that there would have been a brother across the hallway.
I don't want too much. I just want one chance in my humble life. If there was a brother outside that door, there was no regret to die right away.
"No. 1755. Out of prison!"
I can hear the prison guard's voice full of annoyance and irritation.
It seems to be urging me to get out quickly.
Maybe it's because that's how I can rest.
Move your steps. I could feel the rushing eyes of the guards around me, but my nerves were all directed at the iron door.
I didn't take a few steps, but I was already in front of the iron gate.
Come on!
Finally, the front door of the prison begins to open. Unlike its heavy shape, it opens too quickly.
"Well….”
The iron door is completely open. When the obstacles blocking the setting sun so far disappeared, the pouring light blazed my eyes.
For some reason, the light was brighter than the sunset I saw in the prison.
I looked around. There's no one.
Then that's right.
I looked forward to it, but I also expected it.
So I thought it would be okay…
"Laughing….”
Tears leaked out by themselves. It may be that expectations were higher than reality.
Even as I got older, my tears didn't go as I wanted, so They kept flowing.
“…" Oppa."
But. I'm used to it, but it's different. I heard a familiar voice.
“···.”
Maybe it's because I have a younger brother I've missed so much. Is it because the sunset from the outside was beautiful?
I had no choice but to cry and smile.
***
“…" Are you crazy?"
Producer Na Jinho muttered after seeing an edited version of "The Way They Chose".
Na Jinho watched the video for about 16 hours without a break. I didn't eat and didn't go to the bathroom.
It was that much fun, and I fell in love with it that much.
"It's perfect until the end."
Jinseok's "happy" smile at the end was stuck in his mind and not forgotten.
‘…I can only say that It's really crazy.'
When Na Jinho was feeling the afterglow of emotion, a voice breaking the afterglow was heard.
"Whoa, what do you think? My skill."
It was a smirking, smirking, and proud producer.
Na Jinho glared at Ha Sarang in a dim manner and said.
"Why is this your skill? Kang Jinseok made a hard carry."
"Because you talk like that, you're still not married. You complimented the other person….”
"Wow, but it's really crazy? "Isn't this piece going to get a really big award?"
"I made it myself, but I didn't know how I took it like this."
(Singing "Woo-Woo-Woo-Woo-Woo.").
Ha Sarang's phone rang while she was enthusiastic about her work.
"Who is it? At this early hour…".”
[It's an international call]
[001380…]
If it's 001… "I'm in America."
Ha Sarang, who studied abroad in the United States for a long time, knew the U.S. country code.
"It's probably spam."
Ha Sarang, who thought it was spam, pressed Refuse to receive it.
[It's an international call]
[001380…]
Then, she got a call again with the same number as before.
"What is it?"
Ha Sarang frowned slightly and looked at her cell phone. Na Jinho asked Ha Sarang.
"Why? Who is it?"
"I don't know. It's an international call, but they're coming to the same number one after another."
"Don't you know your friends when you studied abroad?"
Na Jinho's words reminded me of the faces of friends I was close to when I studied abroad.
Eventually, I received a phone call that kept ringing loudly with the Producer, who was agonizing.
"Hello."
Because I was so tired, I heard a voice mixed with a little annoyance. If it's voice phishing, not friends, I was going to take a swipe at you.
“H, Hi!”
Let's jump!
Then suddenly, Ha Sarang stepped out of her seat and got up to answer the phone.
“This is producer Ha speaking….(Ha Sarang PD answered the phone.)
Na Jinho stared at Ha Sarang, who was talking on the phone in a polite manner.
It was because I had never seen her answer the phone so politely and with a nervous expression.
“…Yes, I clearly understood. Thank you.(…I understand. Thank you.)"
Soon after hanging up the phone, I sat down on a chair as if I was exhausted. It was a call for a few minutes, Na Jinho asked in a worried voice, looking old.
"Who is it? "Weren't you friends?"
"Well, that's….”
Ha Sarang blurted his back words looked at her cell phone, and said with a dazed face.
"The director of the headquarters of Netflix… He called."
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