Superstar From Age 0

Chapter 742

“You’ve got quite a lot of stuff.”

Seo-jun looked around the room he had stayed in for the past few months while filming.

The room, which had been bare except for the bed and furniture, was now filled with Seo-jun’s colors.

From the ornaments that his fans (at the fan meeting) had given him, to the movie posters hanging on the walls, and even the plushies from Monster Inc. that showed their presence here too. 

It was a room full of Seo-jun’s preferences.

Of course, Seo-jun, who was going to return to Korea after finishing the filming of [Shadow and Knight], had no intention of increasing his luggage, but his acquaintances seemed to think otherwise. They had given him various gifts, saying ‘You bought a house!’

‘Especially, Aunt Nara.’

Seo-jun smiled as he recalled Nara Kim, who had visited the mansion and scanned it, then gifted him a pile of furniture and electronic devices that suited the mansion. 

Thanks to those gifts, he felt more comfortable in this house.

“Then let’s pack up.”

Seo-jun took out and opened his suitcase and boxes.

The suitcase was what he had brought from Korea to the US, and the boxes were for the rest of his belongings that he planned to send by courier.

“I’ll take this with me…”

Seo-jun walked around the room and sorted out his clothes and personal items, and put them into the wide-open suitcase and boxes as if he was playing Tetris. 

He had gotten used to traveling back and forth between Korea and the US, so it didn’t take him much time.

Besides, he felt light-hearted knowing that he didn’t have to take everything with him.

It was nice to have a place where he could come and stay anytime, so he could just take what he needed and leave the rest behind.

“It’s convenient to have a house.”

Technically, it was a dormitory for the actors of Cocoa Entertainment.

Seo-jun smiled brightly as he packed his laptop last.

He hoped that the other actors would also make their debut in the US soon and live together in this dormitory.

***

The day he returned to Korea.

Around 3 pm, Seo-jun arrived at the airport and received calls from his acquaintances.

Those in Korea (7 am) told him to hurry up, and those in the US told him to have a safe trip.

Seo-jun smiled and replied that he was fine to the messages of his US friends who couldn’t see him off.

-Rachel: I wanted to go see you off

<It’s okay

<The airport would have turned upside down if Rachel came.

-Rachel: I should learn from Jun’s one-liner!

Seo-jun chuckled as he imagined Rachel Hill, who seemed to be clenching her fist.

-Evan: Be careful.

-Rachel: When will I see you again

-Evan: You already confirmed that you’re getting it, right?

<I might be able to attend as a nominee!

<…But I think I’ll get it.

-Evan:

-Rachel:

Seo-jun giggled as he looked at his phone with his hat pulled down.

“What’s so funny?”

He lifted his head at the familiar voice.

Behind Tae-woo hyung, who had guided him here, two people who had come to see him off when the time came were standing. 

It was Jason and Professor Benjamin.

“…You’re not unemployed, right, Jason?”

“No.”

Jason Moore, who had also gone to the LA concert of Blue Moon with Seo-jun, furrowed his brows.

At that, Professor Benjamin and Seo-jun burst into laughter. Ahem, Choi Tae-woo also coughed to hide his smile.

“I’ll go check in.”

“Okay.”

Choi Tae-woo left to check in, and Seo-jun greeted Jason Moore and hugged Professor Benjamin lightly.

“I was talking to Rachel and Evan. About Shadow and Knight and the WTV Awards.”

As Seo-jun explained, Jason Moore and Professor Benjamin couldn’t help but laugh.

“Your fans were amazing during the voting.”

“I think you’ll get it too.”

Seo-jun laughed at their words.

Even the two violinists, who didn’t know much about the movie industry, thought so.

‘Our sprouts. Amazing.’

He felt proud.

“Is the song finished?”

With some time left, Seo-jun, Jason Moore, and Professor Benjamin found a suitable place and chatted. The topic was Jason Moore’s song, inspired by the encore stage of Blue Moon.

“Not yet. It’s still far from being finished.”

Although he said it would take a while, it didn’t seem like it would take that long to finish.

Because Jason Moore’s face, which had dark circles under his eyes, told him that he was working hard day and night.

Seo-jun smiled and gave him a tonic. It would help him recover his stamina and get rid of his fatigue.

“It sounds like you got a good inspiration.”

Although he seemed to be still working on it, Seo-jun’s eyes sparkled at Professor Benjamin’s words, who had heard it first.

“Did you hear it, Professor?”

“Yes.”

Professor Benjamin smiled.

When he looked at him with a curious gaze,

‘It’s still incomplete.’

‘So?’

‘…It’s incomplete, Master.’

‘I know that.’

‘…Sigh.’

Jason Moore, who had been reluctant to let him hear it because it was incomplete, soon gave up.

“How was it?”

“It was good. The emotions that Jason felt from that stage were well expressed in the song.”

Even though it was an incomplete song, it contained new emotions that Jason Moore had never experienced before, from his new experience.

Professor Benjamin Morton recalled the melody of the incomplete song that Jason Moore had played for him.

“It felt like the listener was also freed. It was one song, but it felt like a completely different song. And yet, it didn’t feel out of place and flowed naturally.”

Wow!

Seo-jun looked at Jason Moore with shining eyes.

“I want to hear it too, Jason!”

“No.”

He was firm.

Unlike when he was with his master, he seemed to have no intention of letting him hear it.

Tsk.

Seo-jun’s face turned sour.

“How mean… Can’t you let me hear a little bit?”

“Can you show me your synopsis?”

“Ugh…”

Professor Benjamin Morton smiled contentedly as he watched his disciple and his half-disciple-like actor chat amiably (?) with each other.

‘This is happiness.’

And he had a new disciple too.

“Did you hear that Bin is coming to America during the summer break, Jun?”

Seo-jun, who was lightly grumbling ‘Jason is so stingy, Jason is so mean…’, quickly nodded at Professor Morton’s words. He seemed to have forgotten about his quarrel with Jason Moore as he heard about his younger brother, Su Bin.

“Yes. Su Bin told me.”

Jason Moore looked at Seo-jun with disbelief, but soon he also focused on Su Bin’s story.

“I’m planning to teach him that part during the summer break…”

“Su Bin will do well.”

“I think Bin can go further than that.”

Kim Su Bin, who was receiving the affection of his brothers, was unaware that his teacher and two executioners were having a conversation (or a praise baptism, he wasn’t sure) about him in a faraway foreign land.

‘He was doing his morning stretching, following Seo-jun’s advice that ‘physical strength is the most important thing for playing’.

‘My ears are ticklish.’

“Who’s talking about me?”

Kim Hee Sang, who was watching his diligent son and thinking ‘I wasn’t like that…’, yawned and said.

“Isn’t Seo-jun talking about you? He should be at the airport by now.”

“Oh, Seo-jun hyung is coming today!”

Kim Su Bin said with an excited face.

“I have to play him the songs I practiced while he was gone!”

He was a brother-lover, just like his brother.

“Please take good care of Su Bin. Professor. Jason.”

“Sure. Don’t worry.”

“Okay.”

He didn’t know if they came to see him off or to talk about Su Bin.

The time for a pleasant conversation was over, and it was time to enter the gate.

“Be careful. Call me when you arrive.”

“Call me when you get to America.”

“Yes. I will. Professor and Jason, stay healthy.”

Seo-jun said goodbye to Professor Morton and Jason Moore, and entered the gate with Choi Tae Woo.

The first class lounge where they waited until the plane arrived.

While Choi Tae Woo went to get a drink, Seo-jun, who was wearing a hat, sat down on one side.

“Ah…!”

Then he quickly took out his phone and sent a message, as if he remembered something.

***

-Jun: I’m about to board the plane.

-Jun: I’ll pray for the meeting tomorrow.

Grace Welton sighed deeply at the message that came from LA. Then she replied.

<Thank you

<Take care!

Welton’s parents, who were putting the dishes for dinner on the table, asked their daughter, Grace, who was tapping on her phone.

“Who is it?”

“It’s Jun. He’s about to board the plane.”

“Really? Did he finish filming the movie?”

Welton’s parents, who became fans of Seo-jun Lee since [My Doctor], sparkled their eyes. 

Although the genres were different, the works that Seo-jun starred in were all fun, touching, and heartwarming.

“The director’s cut of Survivors was a bit, very different though…”

“That’s true.”

Welton’s wife, who remembered the time when they cried out loud while watching it with their family, shook her head and put the last dish on the table.

“Grace. Tell Laura to come down.”

“She might not want to eat…”

“She needs to eat well and gain strength. She can’t fight without energy. It’ll be a big trouble if she loses again this time.”

“Okay.”

Grace nodded, as if Welton’s words worked, and went upstairs to the closed door.

Knock knock-

“Unni, come eat.”

A moment later, the sound of the door opening was heard.

And Laura Welton, who looked like a panda with dark circles under her eyes, peeked out from behind the door. Her glasses were crooked.

“I don’t want to eat…”

She said in a weak voice, and Grace said firmly.

“Eat. You haven’t eaten anything today. You need to save up energy for the meeting tomorrow. You can’t fight without energy. It’ll be a big trouble if you lose again this time.”

“I’ll eat.”

Laura Welton blinked her eyes, as if Grace’s words worked.

Lose again…!

She couldn’t let that happen.

“Unni’s here!”

“Come on, Laura. Sit here.”

When Laura Welton joined them at the table, the Welton family clasped their hands and prayed.

“Please help us win this fight.”

Following Welton’s words, Welton’s wife, Grace, and Laura Welton closed their eyes tightly and prayed.

It was like a scene where people who were facing a war were praying.

***

Choi Tae Woo, who came back with a drink, sat next to Seo-jun and asked.

“Who did you send it to?”

“Grace.”

Seo-jun answered, and Choi Tae Woo thought of Seo-jun’s friend who lived in New York.

And another identity.

“The sister of the author of Eclipse?”

“Yes. That’s right.”

Seo-jun nodded and whispered.

There were also Seo-jun’s bodyguards in the lounge, but there were also ordinary people.

“Did you hear that Eclipse is going to be made into a movie again, hyung?”

“I heard.”

It had been four years since the movie [Eclipse] failed.

Usually, they wouldn’t make a remake so quickly…

“But they said they’re making it because a lot of people want to see it again?”

Seo-jun nodded.

“It’s a bestseller.”

It was a country that couldn’t not make it when there was a global demand.

There were also fans who thought that it wouldn’t fail again, since it had failed once.

“But it looks like it’s going to fail again.”

Seo-jun laughed bitterly, as if he had given up.