Chapter 382 (2/2)

Now that hanja education was no longer compulsory, and history education was decreasing, there was no way the audience knew about the background of the characters in detail. Since this was a business that used billions of won in funds, as well as hundreds, if not thousands, of people working on it, he had to take those elements into account. Too much money was at stake to just go with intuition.

He wanted to create a first scene that was friendly towards all.

That was what Changsung wanted.

Despite that, Changsung decided not to change the intro if writer Bae didn’t want to. Although he was creating the drama, the foundation of the drama was the writing that writer Bae wrote. Changsung wanted to create this work together with the writer.

“I think the producer is right on that.”

The one that broke the silence was not writer Bae. Changsung looked at Ahn Pilhyun. Writer Bae’s gaze was also directed at writer Ahn.

“Hey, you have the answer already. If you’re thinking this long about it, you must be shaken, so there’s no need to ponder about it so deeply.”

“Geez.”

“The producer’s sounds better. It’s cool, isn’t it? If people do not know what the main character is like, this is much better than bowing his head to a Chinese guy. It’s good to express your philosophy, but dramas aren’t made alone. Isn’t that right, producer Han?”

Writer Ahn winked. Receiving unexpected support, Changsung’s expression visibly brightened and nodded. Actually, there was one more reason he wanted to change the scene to the main character meeting the King alone. It was reducing production costs. Making the introductory scene look fancy would require a huge sum of money. He couldn’t even begin to calculate the money needed to make the set for meeting the emperor in the capital city of the Ming Dynasty.

However, if it was just a personal meeting with the King, they could just use the set in RBS. Since they had a limited budget, they should save where they could.

“Good. Let’s go with what producer Han says. However, I do not plan to remove the capital scene.”

“Of course. I’ll definitely use it when expressing the main character’s later life.”

“That’s good then.”

Changsung sighed in relief. However, it wasn’t over yet. This was just the beginning. Writer Bae wasn’t that picky when it came to direction, but he was stubborn on some parts, especially related to the background. He had to talk about cliffs, lakes, and waterfalls in the script and about what the atmosphere is supposed to be like and start looking for suitable places.

Just as he was about to go to the next topic, the bell rang. It was from the door.

“Looks like they’re here.”

The one that stood up was writer Ahn. He slowly walked towards the entrance. After an unlocking sound, the door opened.

“We’re here, senior.”

“H-hello.”

The ones that came were two men. One looked to be in his late twenties with sharp eyes hidden behind black glasses, and the other seemed to be a high school boy that had a chubby body and a rather shy-looking pair of eyes.

“This is the first time I have had so many guests. Come inside for now.”

Writer Bae waved at them. The two youths made their greetings as they entered.

“I needed some help doing research. These two are thankful people who decided to help me out. You should greet them as well. These two are producers from RBS.”

Changsung nodded to the two people who awkwardly greeted him.

“It looks like you were in the middle of a conversation, so we’ll go inside the room for now.”

“Okay.”

When the man in glasses waved, the chubby boy followed him.

“Then should we continue our talk?” Writer Bae spoke as he pointed at the script.

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“It’s made of sponge, so it won’t hurt even if you get hit.”

Instructor Yoo swung the rod against his own arm. The rod made a loud noise, but the instructor didn’t bat an eyelid.

“Maru, want to get hit?”

“It looks painful though,” Maru smiled as he stood up.

Instructor Yoo swung the rod towards his shoulder. It didn’t hurt immediately, but he felt like it would become painful if he continued to get hit.

“People flinch back if this flies at their faces even if they know that it’s not dangerous.”

After saying that, instructor Yoo suddenly swung the rod. Since he was on watch, Maru dodged it without much difficulty. Instructor Yoo bitterly smiled.

“Hey, you’re supposed to get hit here.”

“It felt like it would hurt if I continued to get hit.”

“Geez, your reflexes are top-notch. Okay, this guy is the weird one. People usually cower subconsciously.”

The rod was suddenly thrown at Bangjoo, who was watching. Bangjoo flinched and raised his hand upwards.

“Like that.”

The students laughed in a small voice.

“You need to get used to this now. If you want to not put yourselves in danger during the real deal, you should not dodge it haphazardly, but clearly look at what’s coming at you and dodge it according to the plan. Only then would the action look cooler.”

Instructor Yoo clicked his fingers and told them to stand up.

I’m not entirely sure but, the ‘King’ ≠ ‘Emperor’.