Han Do-jae and Choi Ah-hyun finished their couple skit and stood in front of the practice room.
Han Gyu-seong, who gave a little bit of feedback every time a group's performance ended, smiled and praised them. "Han Do-jae, is this your first time doing a situational drama? Questions that naturally lead to the next scene. You're not usually good at it, are you? You seem very familiar with romance too… The lines come out smoothly."
The classroom became noisy at Han Gyu-seong's words. "Honestly, if it was me, I wouldn't have been able to act after seeing that face." "Did you see those eyes? Wow… If it were me, I'd be on my knees." The girls who had not shown much interest in Han Do-jae until yesterday began to react one after another.
"Although Han Do-jae took the lead, Choi Ah-hyun's acting was also very natural. Didn't the two of them practice?"
"Yes."
"I spoke to Dojae for the first time today."
Han Gyu-seong said he understood and motioned for them to go in and sit down.
Han Do-jae and Choi Ah-hyun returned to their seats and sat down again.
'I don't think I've done a lot of situational dramas, but I'm pretty good at it.' Han Do-jae glanced back at Choi Ah-hyun and thought.
Choi Ah-hyun's face still looked refreshed, as if the aftertaste was still there.
'Even the embarrassment seems really realistic, and the sense of immersion is good. Why didn't I know about this kid? If she debuted, she would have been quite famous. And she's pretty, too.' I've seen a lot of female celebrities since their debut, but faces like Choi Ah-hyun and Yoon Se-ri are by no means common. To an actor, looks were like a weapon, so to be honest, it was a shame that they just disappeared.
Han Do-jae leaned over to Choi Ah-hyun and whispered. "You were doing well."
"Because you're good at it?"
Choi Ah-hyun, who is not easy to deal with, accepted it naturally.
'Look at this, just looking at this,' Han Do-jae thought that Choi Ah-hyun was not a talent who would be buried.
"Okay, don't forget to pair up today. Four people in total, front, back, and side. Let's see each other's faces."
Four people? At Han Gyu-seong's words, Woo Ji-ho, Han Do-jae, Choi Ah-hyun, and Yoon Se-ri looked at each other.
"These four sitting now are the next task. We'll be practicing together for the next month, so it would be good to get to know each other and become close friends, right?"
Han Gyu-seong slowly looked at the faces of the four people gathered there.
'There's no need to say anything about Yoon Se-ri's acting skills... Choi Ah-hyun's personality and acting skills are not bad either.'
And finally he saw Woo Ji-ho. 'Woo Ji-ho. He was a kid who knew how to do his job.'
Honestly, I wanted to bring out good quality in every stage. This way, we can provide quality feedback every time. Objectively speaking, I thought it wasn't a bad lineup. 'You're lucky.'
This time too, Choi Ah-hyun, who was looking around at the faces of the people gathered, was the first to speak. "Yoon Se-ri, Han Do-jae, and… what are your names?"
"Woo Ji-ho."
"Ah, Woo Ji-ho! I'm Choi Ah-hyun. Everyone, please take good care of me!"
Choi Ah-hyun continued to lead the conversation in a bright atmosphere. It seemed like she had a pretty sharp personality.
'Certainly, in times like these, it's better to have someone like this.' School life after returning seemed to be going a little better.
Han Do-jae answered with a smile. "Please take care of me too."
"Me too."
Meanwhile, Yoon Se-ri still didn't say a word. It's an expression that makes it impossible to tell what she's thinking.
'I don't know if I like it or not.' 'Is there anything you don't like?' I really want to do well on stage, but it would be difficult if there was already someone complaining.
While observing Yoon Se-ri's expression, Han Gyu-seong drew the attention of the children who were making a fuss.
"Come on, let's look at the blackboard." He was trying to explain the content of the assignment.
First, he wrote 'No words' in large letters on the blackboard.
The children were already excited at the sight of the Chinese characters written in his powerful handwriting.
Han Do-jae snickered at the sight. 'It's still the same even though you write your homework in Chinese characters.'
"This assignment is to do a 'pantomime.'" Han Gyu-seong shook his hands and spoke loudly to the children.
"Huh… a pantomime?" "You can't say a word from the first day of acting class?" Groan, groan.
A memory that I had forgotten about slowly came to mind. Now that I think about it, I think the first assignment was a pantomime, but I'm not sure if it was. I don't remember it completely because it was all mixed up with the classes I took in my second and third year. But it was interesting. While thinking about what I could do with the pantomime with these three people, I looked at Han Gyu-seong, who was speaking next.
"Pantomime literally means a play without speaking. Now, how do you act without speaking? I'm sure many of you are curious, right?"
"Yes."
Han Gyu-seong smiled and kindly added an explanation. "There is no dialogue between actors, that is, no dialogue. So how do you convey this performance to the audience? There are many ways. You can use music, or you can use props to create sound."
Han Gyu-seong said he would show an example and picked up the paper next to him with both hands, slowly waving his arms up and down. Flap- Flap-
Then a soft yet clear sound came out.
Han Gyu-seong, who saw that the children were focused on the paper, shook the paper more violently. Flap- flap-
It changed to a slightly more cheerful and dull sound.
Even a simple change in behavior caused the children to collectively react with an "ooh" as the sound changed.
"Well, just by changing your behavior like this, you can create a good atmosphere. Starting next week, in class, we will discuss things that can be expressed on stage other than lines."
The children nodded to Han Gyu-seong's words.
"The total length of the pantomime to be prepared is approximately 10 minutes. The presentation will be given during class on March 30th."
To celebrate being in the same group, the four of them came down to the cafeteria together. Han Do-jae, Woo Ji-ho, Choi Ah-hyun, and Yoon Se-ri sat down together and started eating.
The table the kids were sitting at was strangely noisy. That was understandable, because not only the kids sitting nearby, but even the kids just passing by were busy looking back at Han Do-jae.
"Who are you…? Are you an acting major?"
"There was a kid like that at Yeonyoung…? I went to play last time, but I don't think I saw him."
Eating lunch surrounded by the chatter of children. Woo Ji-ho stopped eating the soup. He wondered what on earth was going on. Woo Ji-ho glanced at his roommate's unfamiliar bare face. A sharp nose bridge that looks like it was carved and sculpted, and long, naturally flowing eyelashes were there.
The flowing booties were so pretty that I would have believed it if someone had said that a prince from a fairy tale had jumped out of them. I wondered if a person could change like this just by taking off his glasses and cutting his hair.
"Let's eat something."
The silence was at its limit. However, the other two also stared at Han Do-jae and added a word each.
"Your face really doesn't adapt."
"…I agree."
Even Yoon Se-ri, who had been so quiet, added something. "You really look like a different person. With bangs and without."
Choi Ah-hyun also looked at the face as if she was admiring it, picked up some side dishes, looked at the face, and ate some soup. Han Do-jae was extremely burdensome. I wondered if this would happen every time I saw it.
"Let's talk about homework, homework." I felt like my face was going to get pierced, so I changed the conversation to the homework.
Choi Ah-hyun's eyes sparkled as she mumbled about the homework. "Have you guys ever done a pantomime? This is my first time doing something like this with everyone. I heard you can reserve a practice room with an app. Should I reserve it?"
I've been thinking about this for a while, but Choi Ah-hyun has a very proactive personality. This time too, I see her naturally leading the team atmosphere. The atmosphere of the show was lively throughout thanks to Choi Ah-hyun.
"Then thank you." Woo Ji-ho said with a sly smile.
Choi Ah-hyun nodded and expressed her determination to secure a large practice room first.
'Is this a hard-working character?' The more I looked at it, the more I thought Choi Ah-hyun's attitude was good. I wanted to do it with someone who worked hard. If there is even one member of the team who does things sloppily, the team atmosphere will be ruined.
Meanwhile, Yoon Se-ri glanced at Choi Ah-hyun and turned her head back.
"Should we decide on the piece first?" Yoon Se-ri looked at the three and asked.
There was the list of works for this pantomime compiled by Han Gyu-seong. The four of us put the list of works on a piece of paper in the middle of the cafeteria table and put our heads together.
"Well, if it's a pantomime, maybe a piece with a bit more subtle expression would be better? How about this one?"
"I like this piece better than that one. I think it has big, tough moves and can be done in a big way."
"Isn't there a risk that it will turn into a dance?"
Everyone seemed to know that the selection of works was important, and they all actively expressed their opinions.
"Yoon Se-ri!" Everyone's heads turned in that direction at the sudden loud noise. There I saw a boy with red hair fluttering and waving his hands in my direction.
"Ah, Taeho."
Woo Ji-ho and Choi Ah-hyun's eyes widened at Yoon Se-ri's reaction that immediately came out. Is it true that the world's best Yoon Se-ri reacts to this extent?
Shin Tae-ho, who had come closer without paying attention to the three people's gaze, smiled brightly and asked Yoon Se-ri. "What are you doing? A group meeting? You're so sincere."
"Aren't you on your way to Jeongha right now?"
Yoon Se-ri nodded and pointed to Im Hyeok, who was waiting for Shin Tae-ho.
"That's true. Then contact me later."
"Huh."
Shin Tae-ho quickly went to the table where his group was gathered and sat down.
"Are you close with Shin Tae-ho?"
"It's so natural."
Yoon Se-ri turned her head to the table, displeased with the burdensome attention from Woo Ji-ho and Choi Ah-hyun.
And she asked Han Do-jae, who was thinking hard while looking at the list of works. "What do you think, Han Do-jae?"
At Yoon Se-ri's question, the other two people stared at Han Do-jae.
'The pieces are all set, and if we have to choose one that all four of us can participate in… .' Since the cast was already set and the actors were already decided, we were able to think in advance about which actors would be good for which roles when choosing a project.
However, it was still unclear what kind of acting the kids were good at. Han Do-jae racked his brain to virtually decide on roles based on the atmosphere or image each child possessed.
Yoon Se-ri has a proud and prickly image. Choi Ah-hyun is bright and pure, but also has a strong sense of being smart. Woo Ji-ho seems sly, but also straightforward. What could possibly be the best stage to show off to kids with this kind of image?
I looked at the list of works again. 'I wish the narrative was simple.'
No one, including myself, was yet accustomed to pantomime. If the narrative is complex, there are limits to how well you can express it. A simple narrative that the audience can accept naturally would be best.
"Do you remember anything?"
Han Do-jae nodded at Yoon Se-ri's seemingly urging words. As he scanned the list of works, his gaze was soon fixed on one title.
"Folktales… I guess that's okay."
"Folktales?" The kids reacted as if it was an unexpected answer.
Han Do-jae raised his head and said. "How about Kongjwi and Patjwi?"
Woo Ji-ho and Han Do-jae were running on the playground wearing gym clothes. Even in the chilly morning air, Woo Ji-ho rolled up his long gym pants, as if he wasn't cold. Of course, the gym top was also sold off, so all I had was a short-sleeved T-shirt. In contrast, Han Do-jae, who looked seventeen on the outside but thirty on the inside, had his jersey zipper tightly fastened.
Han Do-jae was practicing 'running and speaking lines' with Jo Won-ho every morning, just like they did last time. Woo Ji-ho, who had been wondering what I do every morning, came out to say that he wanted to do it with me today.
Woo Ji-ho, who was circling around the playground, looked at Han Do-jae and his gym uniform in turn as he spoke. "Is this the same gym uniform? Are you filming a commercial by yourself?"
Even though he is a pervert, I thought this was too much. Looking at Han Do-jae, it seemed like he was doing a photo shoot in the morning sunlight. How is that exercise? But in reality, Han Do-jae felt like he was going to die. Well, Woo Ji-ho thought that the expression was a bit shabby for a pictorial.
"Huk… Huh. …Hey. Be quiet and just run."
"You're saying you're going to run for 5 minutes and speak for 1 minute?"
"Uh…."
Surprisingly, Woo Ji-ho had good stamina. It's true that Han Do-jae is the worst right now, but Woo Ji-ho is also good. That's why, when we ran together, the difference was clear. Look at it now, Woo Ji-ho is running with ease, but Han Do-jae is struggling so much he could die.
It was just so unfair. Originally, he was better than that. Han Do-jae eventually fell behind Woo Ji-ho, and the gap between the two grew wider and wider.
'Someday I will flatten Woo Ji-ho's nose.'
Click- At that moment, the sound of a camera rang in Han Do-jae's ears. Han Do-jae, who couldn't miss the shutter sound he had become accustomed to hearing since his debut, stopped and turned around.
"Huh?"
Then, on one side of the playground, a girl I had never seen before was standing there holding a huge camera. The exclamation 'Wow… you're so cute,' was somewhat rough.