Handsome since birth, road to stardom chapter 92

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Ma Soo-jung only looked at the headlines.
[Kongja Falls Asleep in Han Woojin’s Arms.]
[Kongja Falls Asleep During Preview.]
-Han Woojin: “He slept so soundly I couldn’t wake him.”

[Kongja’s Favorite Things When Sleeping: Bears]
-First, second, and third are mom.

[Today’s Photo]
-Sleeping Kongja.

Ma Soo-jung blinked. On the screen, Kongja was sound asleep in Han Woojin’s arms.

“My angel, so cute.”

But Kongja, why are you in that guy’s arms?

Ma Soo-jung clenched her fist tightly.

“That guy is a no-go!”

It was still vivid. That time, he had said.

-Soo-jung, can I adopt Kongja as my son?

When she absolutely refused, he said quite seriously.

-I can raise him well.

Ma Soo-jung ground her teeth.

“I can raise him better, you jerk!”

No matter how much she scrolled through the articles, all she saw were photos of Han Woojin holding her angel.

“Soo-jung, what’s wrong?”

“I’m fuming.”

She scrolled through the articles again. Thankfully, there was one article without those damned photos. She tapped on the screen.

[At the Premiere of “When the Wind Touches”]

“When the Wind Touches” is being released. The premiere was held at Light Art Hall…

Ma Soo-jung skimmed through the article. As she scrolled down, she found what she was looking for.

-As the child fell asleep, the premiere hall was filled with laughter. Han Woojin patted the sleeping child’s shoulder and said, “I guess he feels really comfortable with me.”

Ma Soo-jung almost broke her smartphone.

“Who does he think he is, putting my child to sleep!”

“Soo-jung?”

She was boiling with anger. Ma Soo-jung ran her hand through her hair in frustration.

“That jerk, thinking he can act cute with my Kongja!”

She could feel the eyes of the people training. Ma Soo-jung took a deep breath. She needed to calm down.

‘I can’t calm down!’

This is ridiculous! Who does he think he is, with my Kongja!

Ma Soo-jung spoke to the martial arts director with determination.

“Director, I’m going to kick one more time.”

“Uh, sure.”

Ma Soo-jung kicked with all her might.

Bang!

An enormous sound echoed. The sandbag swayed pitifully.

‘I feel a bit better after moving my body.’

She kicked again.

Bang!

Another enormous sound was heard.

‘Should I do it a few more times?’

She was contemplating when she finally felt the gazes around her.

‘Oh my.’

Ma Soo-jung smiled as she said,

“Oh, I just got a little angry.”

“So you’re taking it out on the sandbag?”

She nodded.

“Well, that’s what it’s for.”

“Well, yeah, but.”

Just then, the actor she was talking to earlier said,

“Soo-jung, if I did something wrong, I’m sorry.”

Wait, what?

“It’s not because of the shoot. You know why I’m angry.”

“I know, but. You know, in the movie, I’m the villain, right? So we have a lot of scenes together.”

Ma Soo-jung nodded.

“You know I’m the one you’ll be fighting with.”

She nodded again.

“Oh my.”

Ma Soo-jung finally understood what her fellow actor was saying.

“Hey, let’s take it easy during filming.”

The fellow actor muttered.

“If I don’t, I’ll die.”

“It’s okay.”

“No, I’m the one getting hit.”

The martial arts director quietly approached, hesitating.

“Soo-jung.”

“Yes?”

“If you’re angry, just say so. Please.”

“Oh my.”

Ma Soo-jung awkwardly smiled.

Why was this happening?

Neither the martial arts director nor the fellow actor would meet her eyes.

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I mumbled into the air.

“Total coins!”

[Total coins: 323,342]

Wow.

‘They’re increasing well.’

The movie released yesterday was a success. The coins were increasing at a different pace than before.

‘Even though I used quite a bit for mom, it recovered quickly.’

If it kept increasing like this, I could soon gather coins to enhance my strength.

‘Well, there’s still a long way to go.’

But there was potential.

“I need to make this historical drama a success too.”

Oh, PD Son Youngjae’s ‘Fate.’ Just thinking about it made me smile.

‘And I’m in it.’

I had to do well. It was real acting this time.

Honestly, I hadn’t had many lines until now. But this time, I even received a script.

‘I want to start quickly.’

But here’s the thing.

I sighed.

Yes, the script was the problem.

‘I’m about three years old now.’

I didn’t know exactly when I was born, so it was hard to estimate, but it was roughly that.

‘I can’t read the script.’

I hadn’t thought about that.

‘Three-year-olds can’t read yet.’

I rubbed my forehead.

‘I didn’t realize.’

I looked up. Deok-soo was sitting in a pumpkin chair, flipping through the script.

‘Usually, they read it to you and help you memorize it.’

Well, that was fine.

‘As long as you get to Seoul, it doesn’t matter how.’ (As long as it is done, the process doesn’t matter.)

But there was a serious problem.

Deok-soo said,

“Mom! I met a scholar at the market today!”

Wow.

“He sounds like a robot.”

I didn’t expect to find textbook reading more tolerable.

‘No, well, I can endure this.’

The next line was for my mother.

“Yoon-ah, I told you not to go far.”

Oh, no.

‘This is driving me crazy.’

Deok-soo’s attempt at a feminine tone was unbearable the moment I heard it.

‘I want to run away.’

That face with that line was the epitome of mismatch.

Honestly, listening to it for more than three minutes might give me a headache and tinnitus.

‘This isn’t right.’

I reached out to save myself. Luckily, I grabbed Deok-soo’s sleeve.

“Deok-soo!”

“Ah, are the lines difficult?”

No, the lines are easy. You are difficult.

“Deok-soo, you’re really bad!”

Let me live, Deok-soo.

Deok-soo’s eyes trembled. Then he slowly lowered his head.

“Is that so?”

“Yes.”

“I somewhat knew.”

“I’m sorry. Kongja is just being honest.”

But this is really not it.

“I’m not good at this.”

“It’s okay. Everyone has something they can’t do.”

“Kongja is so kind.”

Deok-soo sighed deeply.

“What should we do? Kongja needs to memorize the script. Should I ask your mother?”

That would be great. My mom wouldn’t be that bad at acting.

But I didn’t want to bother mom.

“Mom is busy!”

“Hmm. Yes, your mother is busy. Then who would be good? The housekeeper?”

I shook my head.

‘She’d be better than Deok-soo, but it’s honestly a waste of time.’

I wanted to memorize the script quickly.

“Not good?”

“No.”

“This is a big problem. Really… ”

Deok-soo rubbed his face dry, muttering.

“It’s better to bring in another nanny.”

Why are you so extreme?

“No! I don’t want that!”

“I don’t want to part with Kongja either. But this is beyond my ability…”

I sighed deeply.

“Deok-soo! I have a good idea!”

“Yes?”

“If we do that, you can stay.”

“What is that idea?”

I pointed at the script.

“Teach me the letters.”

Yes. The best method was right there.

Deok-soo’s pupils trembled again.

‘Learning should match the age.’

‘Usually, yes.’

But this was a special situation.

‘I need to act. To do that, I need to read the script.’

So teach me Hangul.

‘I already know it, though.’

I can pretend to learn.

“But still, you’re too young…”

Listen, Deok-soo.

“There’s no age for learning.”

So teach me quickly!

“Huh!”

Deok-soo couldn’t close his mouth after hearing me.

“That’s right.”

“Let’s do it right away.”

Yes. Let’s finish quickly.

“Well, okay. Just in case, let me contact your mother.”

“Okay!”

Mom would probably agree to the idea.

Deok-soo immediately called mom. Thankfully, the conversation was brief.

Deok-soo sat back in the pumpkin chair.

“She said it’s okay.”

Great.

“Then, teach me quickly!”

“Well. Okay. First, we need to…”

Suddenly, Deok-soo stood up and opened my wardrobe.

“Why is he opening the wardrobe suddenly?”

He rummaged through and then wore something around his neck.

“Oh, no…”

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