Peninsula: I can steal the luck of disgraced celebrities

Seoul at the end of September was blessed with clear skies and gentle breezes.

Lin Zhixun asked the "Sungkyunkwan Scandal" production team for three days off.

When the leave slip was handed to Kim Won-seok, the director looked up at him and asked, "Enrolling in school?"

"Enrollment."

"Or Yonsei University?"

"Yes."

"I never expected that our 'Sungkyunkwan Scandal' crew would produce a real Sungkyunkwan scholar."

Kim Won-seok smiled and patted Lim Ji-hoon on the shoulder before signing the leave slip.

A year ago, the original owner's father said on the phone that even if he made a name for himself, he would still go to school.

As a Chinese person, Lin Zhixun also felt psychologically that having a degree was more attractive than not having one, so he acquiesced.

Two hours later.

Lim Ji-hoon stood at the main entrance of Yonsei University, looking up at the row of ancient stone pillars.

September sunlight shines on the bluish-gray granite, and the ginkgo trees on both sides of the school gate are just beginning to turn yellow, with one or two leaves occasionally swirling down.

Several long lines formed at the freshman reception area at the entrance, where senior students were busy distributing orientation kits to the new students.

He dressed very casually today.

—White T-shirt, dark blue jeans, and a black baseball cap pulled down to his eyebrows.

No one recognized him.

He was both disappointed and happy.

He asked around until he arrived at the administration building.

The enrollment process was simpler than he had imagined.

The original owner's father had already arranged everything in advance; all he needed to do was sign, have his photo taken, and collect his student ID.

Moreover, thanks to his father's connections, he only needed to complete and take the final exams on time, without having to attend classes like the others.

As Lin Zhixun walked out of the administration building, he had a brand new student ID card in his hand, with his high school photo printed on it.

Lin Zhixun put his documents back in his pocket and didn't leave in a hurry.

The Yonsei University campus in September is definitely worth spending more time on.

Ivy climbs all over the exterior walls of the old teaching building, its leaves turning in varying shades of red and brown in the autumn wind; the poplar-lined avenue stretches straight to the main gate, sunlight filtering through the branches and leaves, spreading a scattering of gold on the sidewalk.

Students sat in twos and threes on the lawn reading, chatting, and playing guitar, the air filled with the mixed smells of coffee and old books.

He strolled slowly along the shady path of the poplar trees, intending to exit through the main gate and take a taxi back to Longren.

As he passed the entrance to the sociology building, he noticed someone.

The man stood in front of the bulletin board in the sociology building. He was about forty years old, wearing round-framed glasses, with slightly curly hair, a calm expression, and shallow smile lines at the corners of his eyes.

Lin Zhixun looked somewhat familiar, and unconsciously slowed his pace.

The middle-aged man in front of the bulletin board seemed to sense his gaze and turned his head.

Their eyes met briefly.

Do you know me?

"Are you director Bong Joon-ho?"

Bong Joon-ho raised an eyebrow. "You look familiar too."

He looked Lin Zhixun up and down for a moment, then suddenly realized, "Sungkyunkwan Scandal? My wife's been watching that drama lately."

"Yes."

"Why aren't you on set? What are you doing here at Yonsei?"

"Here to complete the enrollment procedures, for the law department."

Bong Joon-ho raised his eyebrows slightly again, this time clearly showing interest.

"It's interesting that some of the new generation of actors are studying law."

"After all, there are many shady contracts in the Korean entertainment industry, so I have to learn to use legal means to protect myself."

"Hahaha!" Bong Joon-ho was clearly amused by these words. "You're interesting, kid. I think I can reserve a role for you in my next film."

"don't want."

"Oh, you don't want to?"

By 2010, Bong Joon-ho had already directed two classic works, "Memories of Murder" and "The Host".

Although he hasn't reached his full potential by making "Parasite" in 2019, he is still one of South Korea's top directors.

How could a TV actor who hasn't even won a newcomer award turn down such an opportunity?

Lin Zhixun replied, "As your junior, how can I only have one role? You should reserve a role for me in every drama."

"Haha, that's interesting. You're really interesting."

Since Bong Joon-ho directed "Memories of Murder," no actor has dared to joke with him like that.

He casually put his arm around Lin Zhixun's shoulder. "So, junior, can you answer a question for your senior?"

"What's the problem?"

"Which one is real, Han Ga-in or Park Min-young?"

Lin Zhixun glanced at him sideways, "You're a big director, and you're gossiping about this?"

"Gossiping is human nature."

"Then I'll say it's all a lie."

"I don't believe it."

"Then I'll say it's all true."

"Then I believe you."

Lin Zhixun laughed angrily, "Then why are you asking me? Don't you already have the answer you want in your heart?"

Just kidding.

After Bong Joon-ho finished speaking, he released Lim Ji-hoon's shoulder and stuffed a business card from his pocket into Lim Ji-hoon's pocket.

Then wave goodbye.

Lin Zhixun took out a business card from his pocket, which only had the three words "Bong Joon-ho" and a phone number on it.

Lin Chih-hsun put away his business card and continued walking.

At the end of the tree-lined avenue is the main lecture hall, next to which is the building of the International Studies Department.

Further ahead is the location of the Korean Language Institute of Yonsei University.

He encountered another acquaintance, or more accurately, an acquaintance from a past life.

Lu Han was on the grass reading a Korean book and humming a Chinese song.

Someone patted him on the shoulder.

He turned around and saw a very handsome boy, but he didn't recognize him.

Lu Han took off his headphones and asked, "Is there something you need?"

"Chinese?"

Lin Zhixun said this in Chinese.

Lu Han's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed, "Holy crap, a fellow townsman!"

"Yes," Lim Ji-hoon said with a smile, "Are you coming to Yonsei University?"

"Yeah, my family is rich enough to send me here, to give me a 'gilded' education." Lu Han smiled shyly.

"Chinese Literature major?" Lin Zhixun joked.

"No, I'm in the Korean language department."

Lin Zhixun was rapidly reviewing another set of memories in his mind—memories from his previous life.

In his past life, he had heard EXO's songs and knew that Luhan was one of the members of EXO, but now it was 2010, and EXO would not officially debut until 2012.

I wonder if he has been scouted by SM Entertainment yet?

"So, are you here for tourism?" Lu Han asked.

"He also came here to study, Yonsei University, Department of Law."

Lu Han's expression froze on a look of excitement that said, "Great, I finally caught you."

"Law major? So you're going to be a lawyer?"

"Maybe."

"That's perfect!" Lu Han slapped his thigh and moved closer to Lin Zhixun. "I have a question for you—do you understand contracts in the Korean entertainment industry?"

"Entertainment industry contracts?"

"Yes." Lu Han scratched the back of his head. "Actually... when I was shopping in Myeongdong before, I was stopped by a talent scout from SM Entertainment. They said they wanted me to become a trainee."

He paused after speaking, waiting to see Lin Chih-hsun's reaction.

Usually when he says the words "SM talent scout," the other party either widens their eyes or starts asking for details, but Lin Zhixun just nods calmly, as if he had heard "the cafeteria has bibimbap today."

Aren't you surprised?

"Judging from your face, it's not surprising."

Lu Han was speechless after hearing that.

He cleared his throat, forcibly suppressing his embarrassment:

"Anyway, SM Entertainment offered me a contract to become a trainee. There would be no income during the training period, the debut date was uncertain, and it was a long-term contract. I told my dad about it, and he said that contracts shouldn't be signed casually and that I should find someone knowledgeable to review them. But where am I, an international student, supposed to find a lawyer who understands Korean entertainment law?"

He stopped, looked at Lin Zhixun, his eyes sparkling.

"And here we are, running into each other."

"I haven't taken the bar exam yet."

"Aren't you a law student? You're better than me, aren't you? I can't even tell the difference between the client and the contractor in a Korean contract."

"It's still far from over, get the contract first."

"It's a deal then! I'll contact you first as soon as I get the contract!" Lu Han said, then remembered something and pulled his phone out of his pocket. "Can I have your number?"

Lin Chih-hsun took the phone, entered his number, and saved it to his contacts.