Chapter 63 (1/1)

Chapter 63

Translated by: ShawnSuh Edited by: SootyOwl ”I was told that he's here to meet me,” Juho said to Nam Kyung as he struggled to understand the situation . 'Did you tell him who you are?' he asked with his eyes, and Juho nodded lightly . At that, Nam Kyung's face lightened up . He had been hoping for a film adaptation and to work with Sang Young . Though it had been a bit sudden, the situation wasn't entirely undesirable . As Nam Kyung and Sang Young greeted each other, Juho remembered what he had heard about Sang Young in the past . 'A baby bird,' that had been the description, 'a baby bird that was about to soar up to the sky . ' Juho looked at him . With his untidy beard, curly hair, and dusty jeans, his appearance was far from that of a baby bird . ”Now, should we go inside? We have a meeting room in the office . ” ”Sounds good . I was just about to think that it was hopeless when you turned me down without hesitation . ” ”You came a long way . The least we can do is treat you to a cup of tea,” Juho said with a smile . ”Well then, I guess the only thing left to do is to convince you . ” ”My real name is Juho Woo . Please call me Juho . ” ”I'm Sang Young Ju . As long as you don't call me ahjussi, I'm OK with just about anything . ” He must not have liked the sound of it when Juho had first called him that . His reasoning was understandable . However, he was no more or less than an ahjussi to Juho at the moment . After all, Juho was a high school student . Still, after a quick thought, he said, ”Yes, Mr . Ju . ” 'That should do it,' he thought . Sang Young seemed much more satisfied . The three sat across from each other, and Juho carefully studied Sang Young from his place . He was someone who had come looking for Yun Woo without knowing whether or not he'd be able to meet him . ”I've gotta confess . Whenever I had time, I lingered around your office to meet Mr . Woo, but I'm not up to no good or anything . ” Nam Kyung nodded and promised to explain things to his coworkers . Sang Young's husky voice gave off a very strong impression . It sounded like it had been worn out from overuse . At once, Juho felt the desire for success in that husky voice . After he had finished talking to Nam Kyung, he turned to Juho . ”You really are a student . ” ”Haha . ” Sang Young, too, had been studying Juho . He may have had a young face, but it was apparent that he was an author . Sang Young had already seen Juho's eyes as he carefully studied someone . They were the eyes of an author . To meet Juho, he had decided to camp out in front of Nam Kyung's publis.h.i.+ng company . Because Yun Woo was an alias, he didn't even know how to get a hold of him . Whenever a student walked past him, he stopped them to ask, ”Are you Yun Woo?” After dozens of failures, Sang Young was finally able to meet him . Finally, he grabbed hold of the opportunity . Suppressing his urgency and anxiety, he focused on the prey before his eyes . ”So, how is it having success at such a young age?” he asked as if he were taunting Juho . Perhaps, he was testing him . However, there was no jealousy in his question . In other words, no matter what Juho said in response, Sang Young wasn't going to perverse it into malice or jealousy . For that reason, Juho decided to give him an honest answer . ”Not so great . ” ”How so? I'd be on cloud nine if I were in your shoes . ” Of course, Juho didn't get the impression that Sang Young was mocking . 'I like this guy,' he thought . ”Success is a good thing,” Juho added . ”Then, what's the issue?” ”Me . I'm the issue . ” Success, money and fame were not bad in and of themselves . Being known and seen by others was a good thing . The issue was with oneself . n.o.body was big enough to bear such burdens . It hindered their sight and kept them from watching their steps . ”Success more than one can manage . It's much worse than failure . Although it's not about giving itself, it almost feels like you've been given something just so it can be taken away . ” In the end, he had fallen and sc.r.a.ped his knees . He had dropped everything within his embrace . His burden had been so big that it would've taken ages just to pick up the things that had fallen on the ground . He had to stretch and improve his endurance . ”I see,” Sang Young answered . ”I think I can almost understand how you were able to write a book like that . ” With that, he reached into his jacket to take something out . It was the scenario, and he placed it onto the gla.s.s table . 'Working t.i.tle: The Trace of a Bird . ' ”While you were turning down all of the offers from various directors, including myself, I've been working on this . Please, take a look . ” Juho looked quietly at the scenario . ”Did you write this personally?” he asked . ”No, we have a writer, who is also my wife . ” Now it made sense to Juho as to how Sang Young had been able to recognize him . ”She's gorgeous . Would you like to see a picture?” Seeing his apparent devotion to his wife, Juho respectfully declined . He asked Sang Young instead of picking up and reading the scenario, ”You said that you've read my book at least twenty times, correct?” It was a very basic confirmation, but he was curious about the director's perspective toward his work . ”Yes . I know it's redundant for me to say, but it left me with a deep impression, and that's what has brought me here,” he said with a serious face . ”I'm curious as to what you felt . ” ”It's dark, and then it becomes bright,” he answered after a brief thought . Like his coa.r.s.e hands, it was an answer that fit his appearance . ”That's very concise . ” ”Isn't it accurate though?” Though he sounded like he was emphasizing the visual aspect more, he wasn't wrong . The story did really get brighter in the end . ”As soon as I thought of that, I decided to make it into a movie,” he added calmly . He thought about the very end of the book . It was the part where the protagonist Yun resolved to face his fears . Although he had been reading, there were vivid images in his head . It had almost felt more vivid than a movie . Before he knew, Sang Young had become Yun in his mind, experiencing the situation firsthand . He had been moved deeply as he connected with his emotions . As evidence, he had shed tears for the first time in years . ”Yun comes to face the sun in the end . He finally faces what he had been giving up . It left me with a strong impression,” he said as he quietly observed Yun Woo . His real name was Juho Woo . He had been sitting there quietly as Sang Young complimented the book left and right, which was very unusual for a high school student . He had wondered if Juho was simply used to compliments, but there was no trace of arrogance in his expression . From the way he had spoken earlier to his att.i.tude at present, something was different about him . 'I suppose that's how he was able to write such a book . ' Sang Young was all the more determined . ”Do you know why I have been turning down directors who want to make my book into a movie?” Juho asked calmly . Sang Young knew it by instinct . 'This is it . ' His answer would determine the outcome, so he closed his eyes briefly . He was desperate to convince that young author . Then, he opened his eyes as he clenched his hands into fists . ”A book and movie are innately different, from their names to their characters . There's bound to be a reason why a novel is a novel . I believe that novels are different from movies,” Juho continued as he stared at Sang Young's fists . Sang Young nodded . It was true that the two were inherently different . He had never been the type to be desperate . The moment he had become a movie director, he had believed that his dream had already come true . From then on, the priority was to live a life without failure . His normal self wouldn't have bothered to think about adapting a novel into a movie . He wouldn't have thought twice about camping out in front of a publis.h.i.+ng company just to meet the author . However, that book was different . It urged him, and it took him that far . ”You're right . There have been countless failures,” he answered, Regardless of the country, film adaptations had always been prevalent in the film history . Like what Juho had said, it might have been that a novel shone the brightest when it stayed true to its original form . Yet, Sang Young wanted to make every bit of 'The Trace of a Bird' into a movie because he had seen its potential . ”I'm aware, yet I still wanted to make your book into a film . ” Juho looked at him, silently asking for a reason . ”I've learned that there are things that I seek in your book . ” ”What would those be?” ”Drawing near . ” ”To whom?” ”A person . ” 'A person . ' He continued, ”I had seen the same light as Yun in the book . We had overcome his darkness together . Then, I realized that I was connecting with him . I was communicating with him . I was so proud of Yun and myself . It almost felt like I had become Yun . ” Juho nodded as he urged him, ”Please, continue . ” ”I'm a simple man . What I found at the end was pleasure . There's no sophisticated philosophy or anything like that . I seek after the pleasure in my work . My desire is that more people are able to connect and communicate with one another through my movies . I'll do whatever it takes to maximize that effect . The best actors and actresses, scenario, soundtrack, background, camera, anything . ” He looked at Juho's direction and didn't avoid making eye contact . He continued as he slammed his hand down on the scenario, ”I want more people to watch my movies . Even just one more . I want the audience to be happy . I want them to feel the life in the characters on the screen . I want them to be drunk with pleasure as they walk out of the theater . ” The scenario underneath his hand crumpled up slightly . ”In order to achieve that, I need your permission, Mr . Woo,” he said with his eyes fixed on Juho . Juho thought for a moment, 'Why did I go such a length? What is it that I want to hear from this starving man before my eyes? What is it that I want to see?' What Sang Young had been after was emotion . There were no words or pictures to an emotion . It had no regards for logic . The moment one exchanged it with another person, it immediately grew in size . It was no exception for the characters in a book or behind a screen . They came alive the moment the shared their emotions . They communicated with the audience as they revealed their own . In the end, there was pleasure . That mystical experience was more than enough to charm people . One fell in love with a movie or a book as soon as he had such an experience . Their feelings puffed up and left them desperate to love something or someone . That was what Sang Young wanted to share with his audience . He wanted to create that moment with his own hands . 'Then what is it that I want?' Juho already knew the answer . ”Can you make it even more vivid than my writing?” ”Huh?” he asked with a confused look . ”Can you beat my work?” Juho asked seriously . He wanted Sang Young's movie to captivate people even more than what he had written .

Translated by: ShawnSuh Edited by: SootyOwl I was told that hes here to meet me, Juho said to Nam Kyung as he struggled to understand the situation . Did you tell him who you are? he asked with his eyes, and Juho nodded lightly . At that, Nam Kyungs face lightened up . He had been hoping for a film adaptation and to work with Sang Young . Though it had been a bit sudden, the situation wasnt entirely undesirable . As Nam Kyung and Sang Young greeted each other, Juho remembered what he had heard about Sang Young in the past . A baby bird, that had been the description, a baby bird that was about to soar up to the sky . Juho looked at him . With his untidy beard, curly hair, and dusty jeans, his appearance was far from that of a baby bird . Now, should we go inside? We have a meeting room in the office . Sounds good . I was just about to think that it was hopeless when you turned me down without hesitation . You came a long way . The least we can do is treat you to a cup of tea, Juho said with a smile . Well then, I guess the only thing left to do is to convince you . My real name is Juho Woo . Please call me Juho . Im Sang Young Ju . As long as you dont call me ahjussi, Im OK with just about anything . He must not have liked the sound of it when Juho had first called him that . His reasoning was understandable . However, he was no more or less than an ahjussi to Juho at the moment . After all, Juho was a high school student . Still, after a quick thought, he said, Yes, Mr . Ju . That should do it, he thought . Sang Young seemed much more satisfied . The three sat across from each other, and Juho carefully studied Sang Young from his place . He was someone who had come looking for Yun Woo without knowing whether or not hed be able to meet him . Ive gotta confess . Whenever I had time, I lingered around your office to meet Mr . Woo, but Im not up to no good or anything . Nam Kyung nodded and promised to explain things to his coworkers . Sang Youngs husky voice gave off a very strong impression . It sounded like it had been worn out from overuse . At once, Juho felt the desire for success in that husky voice . After he had finished talking to Nam Kyung, he turned to Juho . You really are a student . Haha . Sang Young, too, had been studying Juho . He may have had a young face, but it was apparent that he was an author . Sang Young had already seen Juhos eyes as he carefully studied someone . They were the eyes of an author . To meet Juho, he had decided to camp out in front of Nam Kyungs publis.h.i.+ng company . Because Yun Woo was an alias, he didnt even know how to get a hold of him . Whenever a student walked past him, he stopped them to ask, Are you Yun Woo? After dozens of failures, Sang Young was finally able to meet him . Finally, he grabbed hold of the opportunity . Suppressing his urgency and anxiety, he focused on the prey before his eyes . So, how is it having success at such a young age? he asked as if he were taunting Juho . Perhaps, he was testing him . However, there was no jealousy in his question . In other words, no matter what Juho said in response, Sang Young wasnt going to perverse it into malice or jealousy . For that reason, Juho decided to give him an honest answer . Not so great . How so? Id be on cloud nine if I were in your shoes . Of course, Juho didnt get the impression that Sang Young was mocking . I like this guy, he thought . Success is a good thing, Juho added . Then, whats the issue? Me . Im the issue . Success, money and fame were not bad in and of themselves . Being known and seen by others was a good thing . The issue was with oneself . n.o.body was big enough to bear such burdens . It hindered their sight and kept them from watching their steps . Success more than one can manage . Its much worse than failure . Although its not about giving itself, it almost feels like youve been given something just so it can be taken away . In the end, he had fallen and sc.r.a.ped his knees . He had dropped everything within his embrace . His burden had been so big that it wouldve taken ages just to pick up the things that had fallen on the ground . He had to stretch and improve his endurance . I see, Sang Young answered . I think I can almost understand how you were able to write a book like that . With that, he reached into his jacket to take something out . It was the scenario, and he placed it onto the gla.s.s table . Working t.i.tle: The Trace of a Bird . While you were turning down all of the offers from various directors, including myself, Ive been working on this . Please, take a look . Juho looked quietly at the scenario . Did you write this personally? he asked . No, we have a writer, who is also my wife . Now it made sense to Juho as to how Sang Young had been able to recognize him . Shes gorgeous . Would you like to see a picture? Seeing his apparent devotion to his wife, Juho respectfully declined . He asked Sang Young instead of picking up and reading the scenario, You said that youve read my book at least twenty times, correct? It was a very basic confirmation, but he was curious about the directors perspective toward his work . Yes . I know its redundant for me to say, but it left me with a deep impression, and thats what has brought me here, he said with a serious face . Im curious as to what you felt . Its dark, and then it becomes bright, he answered after a brief thought . Like his coa.r.s.e hands, it was an answer that fit his appearance . Thats very concise . Isnt it accurate though? Though he sounded like he was emphasizing the visual aspect more, he wasnt wrong . The story did really get brighter in the end . As soon as I thought of that, I decided to make it into a movie, he added calmly . He thought about the very end of the book . It was the part where the protagonist Yun resolved to face his fears . Although he had been reading, there were vivid images in his head . It had almost felt more vivid than a movie . Before he knew, Sang Young had become Yun in his mind, experiencing the situation firsthand . He had been moved deeply as he connected with his emotions . As evidence, he had shed tears for the first time in years . Yun comes to face the sun in the end . He finally faces what he had been giving up . It left me with a strong impression, he said as he quietly observed Yun Woo . His real name was Juho Woo . He had been sitting there quietly as Sang Young complimented the book left and right, which was very unusual for a high school student . He had wondered if Juho was simply used to compliments, but there was no trace of arrogance in his expression . From the way he had spoken earlier to his att.i.tude at present, something was different about him . I suppose thats how he was able to write such a book . Sang Young was all the more determined . Do you know why I have been turning down directors who want to make my book into a movie? Juho asked calmly . Sang Young knew it by instinct . This is it . His answer would determine the outcome, so he closed his eyes briefly . He was desperate to convince that young author . Then, he opened his eyes as he clenched his hands into fists . A book and movie are innately different, from their names to their characters . Theres bound to be a reason why a novel is a novel . I believe that novels are different from movies, Juho continued as he stared at Sang Youngs fists . Sang Young nodded . It was true that the two were inherently different . He had never been the type to be desperate . The moment he had become a movie director, he had believed that his dream had already come true . From then on, the priority was to live a life without failure . His normal self wouldnt have bothered to think about adapting a novel into a movie . He wouldnt have thought twice about camping out in front of a publis.h.i.+ng company just to meet the author . However, that book was different . It urged him, and it took him that far . Youre right . There have been countless failures, he answered, Regardless of the country, film adaptations had always been prevalent in the film history . Like what Juho had said, it might have been that a novel shone the brightest when it stayed true to its original form . Yet, Sang Young wanted to make every bit of The Trace of a Bird into a movie because he had seen its potential . Im aware, yet I still wanted to make your book into a film . Juho looked at him, silently asking for a reason . Ive learned that there are things that I seek in your book . What would those be? Drawing near . To whom? A person . A person . He continued, I had seen the same light as Yun in the book . We had overcome his darkness together . Then, I realized that I was connecting with him . I was communicating with him . I was so proud of Yun and myself . It almost felt like I had become Yun . Juho nodded as he urged him, Please, continue . Im a simple man . What I found at the end was pleasure . Theres no sophisticated philosophy or anything like that . I seek after the pleasure in my work . My desire is that more people are able to connect and communicate with one another through my movies . Ill do whatever it takes to maximize that effect . The best actors and actresses, scenario, soundtrack, background, camera, anything . He looked at Juhos direction and didnt avoid making eye contact . He continued as he slammed his hand down on the scenario, I want more people to watch my movies . Even just one more . I want the audience to be happy . I want them to feel the life in the characters on the screen . I want them to be drunk with pleasure as they walk out of the theater . The scenario underneath his hand crumpled up slightly . In order to achieve that, I need your permission, Mr . Woo, he said with his eyes fixed on Juho . Juho thought for a moment, Why did I go such a length? What is it that I want to hear from this starving man before my eyes? What is it that I want to see? What Sang Young had been after was emotion . There were no words or pictures to an emotion . It had no regards for logic . The moment one exchanged it with another person, it immediately grew in size . It was no exception for the characters in a book or behind a screen . They came alive the moment the shared their emotions . They communicated with the audience as they revealed their own . In the end, there was pleasure . That mystical experience was more than enough to charm people . One fell in love with a movie or a book as soon as he had such an experience . Their feelings puffed up and left them desperate to love something or someone . That was what Sang Young wanted to share with his audience . He wanted to create that moment with his own hands . Then what is it that I want? Juho already knew the answer . Can you make it even more vivid than my writing? Huh? he asked with a confused look . Can you beat my work? Juho asked seriously . He wanted Sang Youngs movie to captivate people even more than what he had written .