Peninsula: I can steal the luck of disgraced celebrities

The director ran over from the monitor, his expression a mix of guilt and excitement.

"Shixun, I'm really sorry, the wind blew the flowerpot to one side, the props team didn't take that into account."

"It's alright, Director. How was that take?"

The director hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice.

"...To be honest, those kinds of shots are rare and hard to come by."

Lin Zhixun understood.

This one works.

Not only is it functional, it might even become a memorable scene in the show.

The props team leader ran over and bowed three times, but Lin Zhixun waved his hand and told him not to apologize.

"Being able to bleed from a foam flowerpot is a skill in itself; you should apply for a patent for it."

The props team leader was both amused and exasperated.

Eunjung and IU stood by the side the whole time, and seeing that Lim Ji-hoon could still joke around, they felt a little relieved.

"Can we still film the afternoon's scenes?"

"I can take pictures, but I don't know where Suzy is..." Lim Ji-hoon looked around. "Where is she?"

Eun-jung gestured towards the dressing room with her lip.

"He went in, but didn't come out."

After saying that, Eun-jung, also a little worried about Soo-ji, added, "If you're alright here, I'll go check on her."

Lin Zhixun nodded.

After bandaging the wound, Lin Zhixun went to the monitor to review the recording.

In the footage, the moment the flowerpot fell, his body clearly deviated from his original position, and he took an extra step towards Suzy.

Then Suzy's reaction—

Lin Zhixun looked at the scene on the screen where Suzy was kneeling next to him. When her hands reached for his face, her fingertips were covered in blood, and there was a primal fear in her eyes.

It wasn't that Hui Mei felt sorry for Sen Dong.

It was Bae Suzy's feelings for Lim Ji-hoon—

"OPPA".

IU also joined in at some point, staring at the monitor screen and muttering something softly.

"Suzy unnie's part was really great."

"Um."

"After all, this isn't acting."

At 2 PM, the crew prepared to film the emergency room scene.

Lin Chih-hsun lay on the hospital bed with his head wrapped in bandages—this time the bandages were real, and the makeup artist had added some effects over them to make it look two or three times more serious than the actual injury.

Suzy entered the film set.

She changed into Hye-mi's costume and had her makeup touched up; there was nothing unusual about her appearance.

She walked over to the hospital bed, pulled up a chair, and began rehearsing her lines according to the script.

Lin Zhixun pretended to be unconscious with his eyes closed.

"Is it ready?" the director called from outside.

"Okay," Suzy replied.

Her voice was steady.

"Episode 6, Scene 15, Scenario A, Take 1!"

The scene in the script is slow-paced, with Hye-mi alone in the ward, holding onto Sam-dong's hand tightly.

Then Mori woke up in the morning light and saw that Hye-mi was asleep holding his hand.

Suzy's performance has returned to professional form; every expression and every line is up to standard.

But Lin Zhixun could feel that the hand she was holding his wrist was gripping it very tightly, and that her hands were sweating with nervousness.

This one passed on the first try.

The director gave the production assistant a thumbs-up from behind the monitor.

After finishing work, Eunjung and IU came over together, with Eunjung carrying a bag of red ginseng candy.

"I'll give you some tonic." Eun-jung stuffed the bag into Lim Ji-hoon's hand.

"Thank you." Lin Zhixun popped one into his mouth.

He looked at Ham Eun-jung and said:

"Eun-jung".

"Um?"

"What do you think the audience's reaction will be after today's scene airs?"

Eun-jung found it strange that Lim Ji-hoon suddenly asked her this question.

She thought for a moment, "They'll probably feel sorry for Sen Dong, right?"

"If you feel sorry for Sen Dong, then you'll hate Bai Xi."

Eun-jung was stunned for a moment.

Bai Xi is the character she played.

Lin Zhixun took a bite of the red ginseng candy, his expression extremely sincere.

"Eun-jung, I suggest you don't read the online reviews when episode six airs."

"..."

"Because you threw a flowerpot at the most handsome male character in the whole show and made Suzy so sad, guess how the audience will criticize Baek Hee?"

Eun-jung's expression didn't turn as bad as Lim Ji-hoon had expected; instead, she smiled and said:

"This is a good thing. It means that the audience recognizes your and my acting skills."

"When I was 15, I acted in the TV series 'Land' and played a maid. The makeup artist made my face very dark."

"As a result, one time when my mother and I went out to eat, the restaurant happened to be showing this show, and the older women next to us all commented on my dark complexion and dull eyes."

Lin Zhixun was stunned for a moment.

Eun-jung recounted this past event in a very calm manner, even with a hint of pride in her tone.

"I was so happy at the time, I kept smiling on the way home."

"Being criticized means the character is believable." Eun-jung smiled. "Only when a character is well-acted will the audience criticize."

After listening to this, IU suddenly blurted out, "Eunjung unnie is so amazing."

"What's so great about it?"

"I could never do what you did, like that hater incident last time..."

Eunjung reached out and ruffled IU's hair.

Even Shin Saimdang couldn't be liked by everyone.

Shin Saimdang was a female calligrapher, painter, and writer from the Joseon Dynasty. Her portrait is printed on the 5 won banknote.

Lin Zhixun found the interaction between the two quite interesting. Eunjung was originally from T-ara, while IU is a solo singer. The two have similar personalities, both being gentle on the outside but strong on the inside, but Ham Eunjung is more like a pro version of IU.

……

We finished filming today, and it was almost 8 p.m. when we wrapped up.

Lin Chih-hsun, with a bandage wrapped around his head, walked from the film set back to his dormitory.

The cut on my scalp has stopped bleeding a long time ago. The medical staff said it's just a superficial wound and I only need to change the dressing once when I get home.

The white bandage wrapped around his head was particularly eye-catching. As he walked down the corridor of the film crew's residence, every staff member he encountered greeted him and gave him a look that said "the hero is injured."

You'd think he'd just returned from Somalia wounded.

Lin Zhixun walked towards his room.

As he turned the corner, he thought of Suzy.

After filming the emergency room scene on set that afternoon, Suzy didn't talk to him much. When the crowd dispersed at the end of the day, Suzy didn't know when she had left.

I'll ask her about it later and offer her some comfort. Honestly, who makes a patient comfort their friend?

Lin Chih-hsun opened the door while complaining.

Then he saw Suzy.

Lin Zhixun closed the door again.

He must have been hallucinating because he was hit on the head by a flowerpot today.

He took a deep breath, allowing oxygen to reach his brain.

Lin Zhixun reopened the door.

Suzy is still here.

She was wearing gray loungewear, her hair casually tied in a bun, and she swept up the wall plaster debris into a pile with a broom.

She looked up when she heard the noise.

"You're back?"

"How did you get in?"

Lin Zhixun asked a pointless question because he had already seen that the small hole in the wall had become a large hole.

It's big enough to squeeze into a hole big enough for an adult.

Suzy leaned the broom against the wall and smiled:

"The floor is a bit dirty, I'll come in and sweep it up."

"What happened to the hole in the wall?"

"I had a few drinks, and there just happened to be a hammer in the room."

Lin Zhixun rubbed his forehead; he hadn't smelled any alcohol at all when he came in.