Chapter 265 - The First Night Shoot (2/2)

As soon as they ran out of the main camera's frame, the director yelled, ”Cut!”

”Alright, we're gonna take a break then move to Scene 72,” the man informed.

Yeo Ri heaved a sigh of relief as the physical part of the night's shoot came to an end. She had been running so much—up and down a hill and over flat concrete—and despite her increased stamina thanks to her martial arts and self-defence classes, she was still not strong enough to withstand the laborious activities the actors were subjected to.

A stylist came over to help fix her makeup and her bun as she trotted over to her reserved seat.

Won trailed behind her, stretching his limbs in exhaustion.

”I'm so tired~” Park Jung Ho yawned. He sat down on his seat, resting briefly for a few moments before pulling out his script to review the next scene.

”I can't believe we had to do so many running takes... it's not like they actually needed that many,” Won complained.

”Watch it be a thirty second montage,” Park Jung Ho laughed emptily, knowing that the few hours of their efforts would only amount to ten minutes of screen time at most.

”Yeo Ri, are you okay? You've worked hard,” Gun asked worriedly as he gently wiped away the thin layer of perspiration on her face. He fretted about the fact that Yeo Ri might catch a cold due to the cool summer night's air.

”Miss, please have a drink and rest up,” Secretary Kwon readily handed her a bottle of water with its cap already twisted open.

”...”

Won and Park Jung Ho stared at the scene speechlessly. Even though the two of them also had their managers to assist them on set, their guardians weren't as devoted as the two men by the beauty's side.

”...Wow, why can't my manager treat me that nicely. Noona, bring me a drink too,” Park Jung Ho turned to look at the woman who stood behind him, busily speaking to her phone.

The woman raised her head to look at him with dead fish eyes.

”Tsk.”

Almost begrudgingly, the older woman walked over to the concession table and gingerly picked out a bottle of mineral water. The woman, with a face full of unwillingness, handed the bottle to her charge.

”...I'll really fire you. I really will.” Park Jung Ho threatened weakly at the woman's apparent discourtesy.

”Tsk!” She clicked her tongue again before ignoring the younger boy and returning her attention to her phone.

On the other hand, Won turned to look at his kind and portly uncle-like manager. The older man smiled wryly as he, too, handed him a bottle of water with the words, ”Good work, Won-ah,” with a tone that was neither too distant nor too close.

”Hyung, you're the best. Just stay the way you are,” Won said gratefully, his eyes darting over to the two overprotective bodyguards and the coldhearted lady.