Korean entertainment: I can steal the luck of celebrities with bad records.

The day after Park Han-byul left, another person from the film crew arrived.

He wasn't very tall, wore a gray down jacket, carried a backpack, and had the nervousness typical of a newcomer—the kind of nervousness that comes from wanting to say hello but not knowing whether to call someone a senior or a teacher.

Song Joong-ki.

Lin Puzhi recognized him. He was thinner than on TV, with a smaller face and glowing white skin.

He stood at the doorway, peering inside like a rabbit that had wandered into its territory.

"Hello, I'm here to... play Han Zhiyong," he said to the security guard who was stopping him.

This security guard was the one who stopped Lin Puzhi the first time he came.

The security guard muttered to himself, "Why is another actor playing Han Zhiyong here?" and "Is this a code?" He then took out his walkie-talkie and told the security captain some things that Song Joong-ki couldn't understand.

After receiving instructions from the captain, let the people in.

Song Joong-ki found a staff member and explained his purpose. The staff member pointed to Assistant Director Shin Kyung-soo.

"Go find Director Shen; he's in charge of casting interviews."

"Thank you." Song Joong-ki bowed to the staff.

Following the direction pointed out by the staff, Song Joong-ki walked over and bowed again: "Director Shin, hello, I am Song Joong-ki."

Shin Kyung-soo turned around, looked him up and down, and nodded: "You've read the script?"

"I've seen it."

"Then go find Lin Puzhi and ask him to teach you how to play the role of Han Zhiyong."

"Lin Puzhi?" Song Joong-ki asked. "Which senior is he?"

"The quietest corner on set, where someone is sitting alone."

Song Joong-ki scanned the area and quickly found his target.

"Senior Lin Puzhi!" He walked over and gave another standard 90-degree bow.

Lin Puzhi stood up and gave a slight bow in return: "You are... Song Joong-ki?"

"Director Shen asked me to learn acting from you..."

Lin Puzhi looked at Shen Jingxiu. The other person put his hands together in a gesture of "please," then pointed to the film crew that was shooting, meaning that he was too busy to handle everything.

Lin Puzhi sighed.

One person is doing two jobs, and they don't even get a raise.

Good Deeds Value +2

Okay, at least the system is paying salaries.

He patted the chair next to him. "Sit down. What do you think of the character Han Zhiyong?"

Song Joong-ki sat down and thought for a moment: "He is a very warm person. Although he doesn't have many scenes, his love for his sister is the underlying theme of the whole drama. Without him, Han Ji-wan wouldn't be in so much pain, and Cha Kang-jin wouldn't feel so guilty."

Lin Puzhi glanced at him.

This understanding is already quite good; Song Joong-ki has genuinely researched the character.

"So how do you plan to act?"

Song Joong-ki hesitated for a moment: "I think... I want to portray the feeling of 'even though I'm afraid of water, I'm willing to jump in for my sister,' not as a hero, but as an ordinary person."

Lin Puzhi nodded.

"Then try the third scene, the one by the river."

Song Joong-ki stood up, walked to the apricot tree, and took a deep breath. He began his act—crouching down, hugging the "little sister" in the air, and saying with a smile, "Who made my silly little sister cry again?"

His smile was genuinely clean, not an act.

"Stop," Lin Puzhi said. "Your smile is fine, but your eyes are off."

Song Joong-ki was stunned for a moment.

"You're looking at your sister, not at thin air. You need to have emotion." Lin Puzhi stood up, walked to his side, and said, "Look me in the eyes. I am Han Zhiwan now. Recite your lines with me."

Song Joong-ki looked at him and repeated his lines.

This time, his gaze was right—it contained tenderness, doting affection, and the impulse to "protect you."

"Yes, that's it," Lin Puzhi said. "Remember this feeling."

For three hours, Lin Puzhi and Song Joong-ki went through all of Han Ji-yong's scenes together.

"Very good, you've passed the test and can officially start your job!"

Song Joong-ki breathed a sigh of relief and bowed again: "Thank you, senior!"

Good Deeds Value +6

Six points for doing good deeds, three hours' wages, not bad.

"No need to call me senior. This is my first film. I should call you senior. I've seen your work before."

"Eh—" Song Joong-ki exclaimed in surprise, "But you look very professional."

"Read more books, read more newspapers, eat fewer snacks, and sleep more." Lin Puzhi patted Song Joong-ki on the shoulder. "If you do these things, you'll be as professional as me sooner or later."

"Which of my dramas have you seen, senior?" Xiao Song asked curiously.

Xiao Song thought to himself: Could it be "The Five Senses" which was released in July this year?

"Um... Frost Flower Shop." Lin Puzhi said the name with some hesitation.

There's an awkward situation where you're appreciating art in bed and your roommate catches you in the act.

The same applies to Xiao Song.

The two skipped over the topic and didn't discuss it further.

During lunch, Song Joong-ki said that to thank Lin Puzhi for teaching him acting, he planned to treat him to a meal out out of his own pocket.

The two found a barbecue restaurant nearby. The restaurant was small, but the heating was on full blast, and the exhaust fans on the walls were humming. Before the charcoal fire was even lit, Song Joong-ki had already skillfully arranged the small dishes.

"Do you often come to places like this?" Lin Puzhi asked.

"Hmm." Song Joong-ki pushed the kimchi dish forward a bit. "I used to go there often with my friends when I was in school, but after I started acting, I went much less often."

The charcoal fire was brought out, and the slices of meat sizzled on the hot plate, with oil dripping into the charcoal fire and sending up a puff of white smoke.

Song Joong-ki picked up the tongs and flipped the meat very seriously, as if he were rehearsing a scene.

"Senior—no, Park Ji-hyung," he corrected himself, "how come you seem so familiar with the character Han Ji-yong?"

Lin Puzhi picked up a slice of grilled beef brisket, dipped it in sauce, wrapped it in lettuce, and stuffed it into his mouth.

After he finished chewing, he said, "Because that role was originally mine."

"Huh?!" Song Joong-ki almost dropped the clip in his hand.

He stood up abruptly and bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle: "I'm so sorry, senior! I didn't know—"

Lin Puzhi suspects that Xiao Song's ancestors had Japanese ancestry, otherwise why would he bow and apologize so often?

We urge the South Korean government to conduct a thorough investigation!

"Sit down," Lin Puzhi pressed him down. "I have a better role now."

"Better?"

"Yes, Cha Kang-jin, during his high school years." Lin Puzhi smiled. "We'll have scenes together then, so don't disappoint me."

Song Joong-ki paused for two seconds, then nodded vigorously: "Yes!"

Song Joong-ki asked curiously, "Then the actor who originally played Cha Kang-jin during his high school years...?"

"My hand is injured, I can't film."

"I see. Former...Park Ji-hyung is really lucky!"

"Just call me Park Ji. I'm younger than you, and I entered the entertainment industry later than you."

"yes!"

……

After leaving the barbecue restaurant, Lin Puzhi subconsciously took out his phone, but there was no message from the proprietress.

The boss's wife used to send me messages every day.

Fine, I'll take the initiative today.

Lin Puzhi opened Cyworld, clicked on the landlady's chat box, and sent the first message he had sent since arriving in this world—

Want to make a bet?