It was around lunchtime when the martial arts storyboard for ‘Beneficial Evil’ arrived at the photo shoot where Kang Woojin was present. Woojin dressed in a long coat, sat down with an indifferent face and checked the storyboard.
-Flip, flip.
The actions within the storyboard were movements his body already remembered, having ingrained the first episode of ‘Beneficial Evil’. Still, there were new movements and directions added.
‘Ooh- this seems like it will be pretty cool?’
However, there were no black squares appearing in this action storyboard. Therefore, Woojin had to discern the movements with his eyes and senses. Yet, Kang Woojin did not feel perplexed.
“······”
Rather, it was fascinating. He was only looking at the cut images in the action storyboard, but everything was vividly visualized in his mind, and the movements were seeping into his entire body. He could perform them immediately if asked, without any problem.
It was not just his imagination.
This must be one of the abilities of the void space.
Just as the world of the character becomes clearer and the role becomes easier to handle the more it is repeated, the acquired ‘martial arts’ also feel similar. Since when did this start? When he acquired ‘martial arts’ through ‘Beneficial Evil’? No. It was probably due to the ‘martial arts’ power implanted in his body during ‘Last Kill 3’.
Whatever it was, how to utilize the gift of the void space was Kang Woojin’s domain.
-Swish.
He closed his eyes.
December 12th, late morning.
In a slightly secluded area of Seoul, a large black van carrying Kang Woojin parked in a action school’s external parking lot. Soon, the rear door of the van automatically opened, and Woojin, wearing a long padded coat, stepped out. He already had makeup and hair styling done, perhaps due to a schedule in the morning.
He looked expressionlessly at the action school building.
“······”
He seemed calm, but internally he was exclaiming in admiration.
‘Wow- so this is the action school. I’ve only heard about it, but it’s really big, huh? About the size of a school gymnasium?’
Beneath Woojin’s long padded coat was a suitable workout outfit. His shoes were running shoes. An action test for ‘Beneficial Evil’ was scheduled to start soon. Therefore, a few vans with banners of ‘Beneficial Evil’ were already visible in the external parking lot.
At this point, Choi Sung-gun got out of the passenger seat and joined Woojin.
“PD Song and the staff must have arrived earlier. They would need to set up the test cameras.”
Woojin nodded silently, and Choi Sung-gun spoke to the stylists and other staff.
“You guys stay in the car. It doesn’t look good to go in all at once.”
“Really? That’s too bad. Understood······”
Ultimately, only Kang Woojin and Choi Sung-gun moved forward. While it wouldn’t have mattered if everyone went, ‘Beneficial Evil’ was still a project not yet revealed to the public, so it was proper for only the two of them to enter.
Anyway, Kang Woojin entered the interior of the action school.
Immediately, Woojin exclaimed internally.
‘Wow- damn, it’s freaking huge??? Are those wires hanging from the ceiling for stunts??’
Inside the action school, several cameras were already installed. There were many people around, including dozens of martial arts team members who looked physically robust and the staff of the ‘Beneficial Evil’ production team, among others. PD Song Man-woo and the martial arts director approached Woojin right away.
“Woojin-ssi, you’re early??”
“Hello, PD-nim. My previous schedule ended quicker than expected.”
Soon after greeting Woojin, PD Song Man-woo introduced the martial arts director. This was effectively the first key staff member of ‘Beneficial Evil’ that Kang Woojin was meeting. The martial arts director smiled and shook Woojin’s hand.
“Nice to meet you, Woojin-ssi. Finally, we meet like this. I’m the martial arts director for ‘Beneficial Evil’.”
Woojin was startled by the martial arts director’s strong grip but managed to keep a composed face.
“Hello, Director~nim.”
During the exchange of greetings, Woojin was receiving numerous gazes. This was also the first time the production staff of ‘Beneficial Evil’ had seen Kang Woojin in person.
“Wow- Woojin-ssi looks insane in person.”
“Yeah. He’s definitely an actor. He’s the only one with a different aura.”
“His physique is better than I thought...W-would it be too much to ask for an autograph? I’ve been a fan since ‘Hanryang.’”
“That’s too much. Do you want to get scolded by PD Song? But it’s not for nothing that they kept saying ‘Kang Woojin, Kang Woojin’. He’s totally got a strong presence, right??”Read latest chapters on novelbin(.)com
“I only saw the Blue Dragon Film Awards, so he seemed a aggressive—turns out he’s quite composed? And handsome.”
“Just say he’s handsome. Why are you adding unnecessary remarks.”
Dozens of members of the martial arts team were also glancing or whispering among themselves, half in curiosity and half sensing a strange atmosphere.
Anyway, while Kang Woojin was moving, PD Song Man-woo asked him.
“So, shall we start right away? How much time do you have, Woojin-ssi?”
The answer came from Choi Sung-gun accompanied by a polite smile.
“I’m sorry, but I think we only have about an hour, PD-nim.”
“Hahaha, no need to apologize. We’re just getting started anyway. You’ve got a lot of projects in preparation too, right? One hour, okay. If we hurry, that’s enough.”
PD Song Man-woo, who laughed refreshingly, fixed his gaze on Kang Woojin, who was silently surveying the entire action school.
‘It’s his first martial arts reading for his first action film, but he’s as calm as ever. I knew he’d be composed, but I thought there’d be some questions at least.’
Kang Woojin seemed colder than usual, even giving off a chill. He was calmer than usual. That force, that boldness, is exactly what most newcomers need.
‘Maintaining his own pace, without being distracted by any unfamiliar environment.’
But that was wrong. Right now, Woojin was gleefully distracted.
‘Wow- there are different sizes of nunchucks? Holy! Swords. Are those real? They must be plastic, right??’
PD Song Man-woo, who had no way of knowing this, called Woojin.
“Woojin-ssi, take off your coat and get ready. Start warming up lightly.”
The distracted Woojin solemnly nodded.
“Hoo-”
He softly exhaled, dodging Park Cheol-gyu’s noose-like arms, and instead dove into his embrace.
-Hook!
Then, coming out to Park Cheol-gyu’s side, he pulls his top. Next was the neck. He used the momentum to trip him. However, perhaps because it was done lightly, a dull ‘thud!’ was heard. For a moment, Kang Woojin felt as if he had hit a massive tree. Now Park Cheol-gyu had to kneel down.
However.
“Ah.”
Park Cheol-gyu, having exhaled a short breath, stood still in his place. He had not acted as scripted—a mistake. However, for some reason, a few members of the martial arts team subtly chuckled, and Park Cheol-gyu earnestly bowed his head to the martial arts director.
“I’m sorry, Director~nim. I was nervous because Woojin-ssi was in front of me.”
The martial arts director, with a chilling look in his eyes, answered in a low voice.
“Get it together.”
“Yes, Director~nim.”
Park Cheol-gyu then roughly bowed his head toward Woojin.
“I’m sorry, Woojin-ssi. I guess I was too tense to perform well.”
Even an apology. Kang Woojin indifferently shook his head.
“It’s okay.”
Mistakes happen to everyone, right? Kang Woojin calmly took his position again, as did the giant Park Cheol-gyu. Soon after, PD Song Man-woo called out again.
“Hi- action.”
Park Cheol-gyu charged again with vigor, seemingly putting even more effort than before, but to Kang Woojin, it was no big deal. He simply dodged those giant arms and dived into his embrace.
-Hook!
Again, the timing was perfect.
‘Next, the side.’
Kang Woojin, following the planned choreography, attempted to pull at Park Cheol-gyu’s top again as he moved to his side. But then—
-Whoosh!
Park Cheol-gyu bent his waist more than planned. There might have been intent behind it, but this sudden movement changed the target of Woojin’s reaching hand. It was too quick to retract his hand, and force was already applied.
As a result—
-Thwack!
“Ah.”
Kang Woojin ended up smoothly pulling down Park Cheol-gyu’s training pants just above the calf. Fortunately, Park Cheol-gyu was wearing another pair of pants underneath. It was the tight pants commonly called ‘sweatpants’. But the pants being pulled down was an accident and looked quite ridiculous.
Woojin was clearly flustered.
‘Oh shit!! I’m sorry!!’
He quickly moved his hand to pull up Park Cheol-gyu’s pants while maintaining his habitual poker face. However, Park Cheol-gyu might have misinterpreted this gesture as an attack.
‘What, what’s this!! Did he notice?!’
Furrowing his brow—
-Hook!
He tried to grab Woojin’s arms. It was aggressive. However, by then, ‘martial arts’ had spread throughout Kang Woojin’s body. Instinct kicked in. Reflexively, he grabbed Park Cheol-gyu’s right wrist and used the applied force to trip his legs.
A ‘thump’ sound echoed.
The pants-stripped giant Park Cheol-gyu knelt down, forming the so-called ‘OTL’ posture. It was almost comical. Park Cheol-gyu’s current position was the intended finale of the martial arts choreography. Except for the pants incident, everything was perfect.
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