Chapter 46

Villain Only 046

Why is this here? (1)

"In the character 'Baek,' if you change the bottom consonant, it becomes a Mercedes-Benz van. One consonant makes you cry, another makes you laugh."

"Shut up."

"One consonant apart, a heart-wrenching story, with a sister crying in the van and a brother crying in the back."

"Ah, shut up."

The Sprinter van, which can seat up to 15 people, can be driven with a regular license.

However, this van was a 17-seater, longer than a luxury 15-seater, with an additional rear two-seater.

Fortunately, among Jeong Soo-yeon's broadcasting connections, there was someone with a large vehicle license. It was her long-time boyfriend.

He was driving it now.

"Hey, this car is really nice. This must be one of the best vans for celebrities. How much did you pay for it?"

"It's used, so I didn't pay much."

"What are you talking about? It hasn't even driven 50 km?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's a used car that looks new, or a new car that looks used."

The strategy of disguising it as a used car failed from the start. Jeong Seo-hoon didn't think it would work anyway.

"Seo-hoon, what is your sister saying?"

"She's just being a brat. Leave her alone, Byung-chul. It's not the first time."

"Today, she's particularly bad. It's like she hasn't eaten for 4 hours."

"Hey! Who can't eat for 4 hours and get sensitive?"

"You, of course."

Kang Byung-chul agreed to drive for the day and, of course, promised a proper fee.

"But I was surprised. Seo-hoon, you suddenly entering this industry. I thought you were going to be a professor."

"It turned out to be fun. Acting."

"I was shocked to see you in the drama. At first, I thought it was someone who looked like you. But you really acted well. Why did God give you so much talent?"

"Exactly. Why did Dad give it all to him? It's already sad that genes are one-sided, but some are Baek and some are vans. Ah, really."

"But didn't Soo-yeon say that the lessons she took from elementary school on were worth the price of a house? Your brother never had a tutor and got into Seoul University as the top student."

"Ah, it's hot. Turn up the air conditioning. Is it because it's used?"

Kang Byung-chul chuckled and turned up the air conditioning.

The van soon arrived at the shooting location.

It was a large luxury vehicle that even a top star would ride, and all eyes on the set turned to it.

"Go and do well. I'll stay here."

"What? You're not coming with me for the shoot?"

"I was so envious last night that I couldn't sleep. I feel like I'm going to collapse. Byung-chul, will you come with me?"

"I should. I need to go with you. Soo-yeon, you stay here."

"Brother, you don't have to."

"No, I want to make a good impression on the future top actor. It will make future casting easier. Don't worry about it."

"Thank you, brother."

Jeong Seo-hoon and Kang Byung-chul got out of the van and approached the set.

Hwang In-joon was giving various instructions with a megaphone, adjusting the setup.

A large warehouse building stood alone in an empty plain, clearly visible.

A male staff member spotted Jeong Seo-hoon and hurried over.

"Welcome, Mr. Jeong Seo-hoon. Oh, is this your manager?"

"He's a close friend. He's here to help for the day."

"Oh, I see."

Kang Byung-chul also smiled and greeted him.

"I work in media too. I'm in broadcasting."

"Oh, then we'll get along well. Don't worry. The director will treat you like a precious treasure, so you won't be uncomfortable."

Jeong Seo-hoon pointed to the warehouse and asked.

"According to the script, I'm supposed to burn down this warehouse today."

"That's right. More precisely, you'll blow it up."

"How did you find a warehouse in such an empty place?"

"Of course, it's not real. The stage team built it."

"Did they build such a large warehouse in just a few days?"

"It's not made of reinforced concrete but plastic materials. It's just a facade."

Kang Byung-chul chimed in from the side.

"Blockbusters often look sparse when you see them in person. It's all about the camera angles, lighting, and CG."

"That's right. By the way, have you ever used fake cigarettes?"

"What are those?"

"Let me show you."

The staff member rummaged through the prop bag and pulled out a cigarette-like object.

"This looks like a cigarette but isn't real. When lit, it burns like a real cigarette. It's used by actors who don't smoke to act as if they are smoking. I heard you don't smoke."

"Yes, I don't smoke."

"The director will give you directions for the smoking scene. Since you don't smoke, it might be a bit difficult."

"It's fine. I've seen a lot of people smoke. There are many heavy smokers around me."

"Oh, I'll let him know."

Jeong Seo-hoon doesn't smoke.

But the sergeant loves cigarettes.

Not just the sergeant, but the other soldiers in the platoon also love them.

In a battlefield where people die every second, alcohol and cigarettes are essential to preserve humanity.

"Come this way. I'll show you the car you'll blow up today."

Kang Byung-chul showed interest.

"Blow up a car?"

"Yes. We'll load a bomb into the car, set it on fire inside the warehouse, and blow it up. It will be completely destroyed."

"Wow, movies are really intense. Dramas should apply this kind of thing too."

"Since it's an action movie. Oh, that's the one."

Kang Byung-chul was stunned when he saw the flat, yellow car with a square shape.

"Really, you're going to burn this?"

***

From the first day of reshooting, Hwang In-joon faced interference from Park Si-hong.

-Hwang director, about the scene where the warehouse is burned. It's the new addition.

"Yes, Mr. Park."

-Isn't this the scene where Jeong Seo-hoon meets the audience for the first time in the movie?

"Yes, sir."

-But the impact is too weak. It's just a domestic car, right? I want something more fitting for Jeong Seo-hoon.

"That's the limit of our budget... I understand your point."

-There's something I want to say about that. I just arrived at the set.

"Really? When did you come? If you had told me, I would have come to greet you..."

-Why would I make a busy director come and go? That would be a waste of money. Anyway, where are you... Ah, I found you. I'll be there soon.

A loud roar approached.

The yellow supercar, with a bull seemingly trapped in a black shield with a golden border, raced as if demanding to be released into the bullring.

The yellow supercar screeched to a stop, and Park Si-hong got out of the driver's seat.

"Mr. Park!"

Hwang In-joon hurried over, looking back and forth between Park Si-hong and the car in disbelief.

"Use this car for today's shoot."

Hwang In-joon's eyes widened in shock.

"Mr. Park, this is a scene where the car is set on fire. It needs to be scrapped."

A Lamborghini Aventador, a high-end supercar embodying the ultimate dream of men with its 12-cylinder engine.

Hwang In-joon knew the price...

'About 700 million won, right?'

Even the license plate number was three digits, indicating it was recently registered.

Burn it for just one scene?

"I know. Just burn it without hesitation."

"But, no matter what, how can you burn a car worth nearly 700 million won... and it looks brand new?"

"I haven't driven it more than 2,000 km. The only long trip was to Busan and back."

Hwang In-joon's mouth dropped open.

Is this person really serious about this movie?

Park Si-hong took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and lit it with a lighter.

Leaning against the hood, exhaling smoke, Hwang In-joon suddenly felt an urge to point a camera at him.

Though he didn't look like an actor, he exuded a raw, fresh, and vivid analog charm.

"I've already burned 130 billion won on this movie."

"..."

"Now, what's the big deal about burning one more car? Burn it thoroughly."

He stubbed out the cigarette on the hood.

Hwang In-joon felt a surge of inspiration in his mind.

***

"Ready, action!"

As soon as the director's signal was given, the scene before him began to warp.

This was now a familiar and coveted landscape for Jeong Seo-hoon.

All the things that disrupted immersion—cranes, cameras, microphones, and staff—disappeared.

The empty plain transformed into a battlefield with uncollected soldiers' bodies, damaged tanks, and dud shells.

However, there