I Will Live As An Actor

I Will Live as an Actor Episode 157

“Mamma Mia!”

It was a shout that broke the quiet silence. One of the designers who saw the sights of England screamed.

Instead of looking embarrassed at the exclamation that came out of her mouth without her knowing, she looked ecstatic.

As Italy is a country where diversity of expressions exists, her eyes shine as if she is faced with gold.

“It’s really perfect that they fit together so well. I can’t believe my eyes. “If it’s okay with you, Rossellini, I’d like to try another sample. Is that okay?”

Monica Rossellini nods briefly. Then the designers rush to take England into the dressing room once again.

‘What the hell is this?’

The UK is just in a daze about the current situation. Not even five minutes after leaving the locker room, they asked me to take off my clothes again. I was so busy being asked to wear this and that.

‘Were your clothes in bad shape?’

The hands that help you take off your clothes are busy. I remove the needle that held the hem of the pants and the waist and shoulder line and try to take off the top and bottom. Moreover, several designers were already waiting with other sample clothes.

“I’ll take it off.”

England spoke in English, but the designers just smiled as if they didn’t care.

In fact, it is difficult to take off clothes by yourself. The needles that hold the dress in place are stuck in every nook and cranny, so if you try to take it off on your own, you would end up with bruises all over your body.

I didn’t even have time to feel embarrassed. After taking off their clothes in an instant, they were already putting another sample outfit on England’s body.

“Eliana, how about taking this part more in depth?”

“No, considering the width of Mr. Jang’s thighs, I think it might be better to let him go. We caught you just a moment ago, so let’s try to solve it this time. And how about holding it a little more starting from the waist to the shoulder line?”

“That’s okay. It’s been a while since I felt like I had it.”

They were designers conversing among themselves in Italian. I felt like I was suddenly being played with a doll. But I couldn’t even say anything.

Even just looking at their faces, it was obvious that they were excited. Just as he was surrendering himself to the passing wind, England was surrendering himself to the women’s breathless touch and inserting needles into his entire body to make him look fashionable once again.

“How about Jordana?”

Monica asked without looking at Jordana. This is because I felt deep emotions even without seeing his face.

Jordana was wiping her dry lips with an unknown expression on her face. I definitely thought my argument was correct. Hiring an unknown Asian actor as Desiderio’s exclusive model is a huge defeat.

But for some reason, I lost my hand.

“It just so happens to be over there.”

Just then, England walks out from the locker room. A deep blush appeared on the faces of the designers walking out with England.

Jordana involuntarily bursts out in admiration when she sees England wearing the new sample suit. Monica smiles at that exclamation.

* * *

Desiderio’s headquarters boasted a site as large as a university, so it had to be moved by golf cart.

From the place where samples are stored, to the place where clothing materials are researched, the raw materials for perfume are studied, and even the place where past products are displayed.

It literally felt like one huge clothing valley.

“Alfredo, what is this tree?”

Lee Bong-chun opened his mouth wide at the enormity of the old tree in front of him. The tree grew so high that it seemed to soar into the sky, and its circumference was so large that three or four adults could easily cling to it.

Alfredo answered the giant tree that seemed to only appear in fantasy movies.

“It is la ciero (heaven), a tree that is a thousand years old. It is said that in the past, when the Rossellini family founded Desiderio, they built an office building on this land where a sacred tree called Rachiello exists. So, within Desiderio, Rachiello is not an ordinary tree, but a divine guardian and, as its name suggests, has a heavenly status. This is because he is the guardian who has been with Desiderio since his birth. Cielo di desiderio.”

It was when Lee Bong-chun was looking at a huge old tree called Rachiello. Alfredo looked at the old tree with him and elaborated.

“Mr. Lee, if you don’t mind, may I ask you a question?”

“Of course.”

Lee Bong-chun was very close to Alfredo. After all, isn’t this the only person in a foreign country who can communicate with Korean?

“What kind of person is Mr. Jang?”

“England?”

“Yes, I watched him closely as an interpreter, but I couldn’t understand him very well. Models of that age usually enjoy entertainment until late at night when they come to Italy. However, Mr. Jang did not want to leave the dormitory. “I’m asking Mr. Lee to see if I made a mistake.”

Lee Bong-chun shakes his head in response to Alfredo’s question.

“Hmm, I think I know what Alfredo is asking. But England is different from other actors and models. I’m sure I’m still young, but should I say I have an old person inside me? In Korean, it is usually expressed as ‘Ae-no-nim’…”

“Ae-no-nim?”

“So, although they look young on the outside, they are adults on the inside. England said he’s been like this since he was younger than he is now. I don’t know for sure because I didn’t see it when I was a child actor, but when I listen to the stories of the directors I worked with and our CEO, it was like that. This happened in a city in Busan called Yeongdo… … ”

Lee Bong-chun spoke without hesitation about the stories he had heard about England. Because it was mostly a good deed.

England, who has lived a difficult life since childhood, has lived a very straight-forward life.

Moreover, although he made a huge return on investment through the priest’s confession, he donated most of the proceeds to the Leukemia Foundation.

“Yukkuk is the most outstanding actor I have ever seen, and he is a deep friend. “Sometimes, I feel like he’s more like an older brother than me.”

Alfredo, who listened to Lee Bong-chun’s story for a long time, nodded briefly.

As expected, it was like that. Unable to resist the pressure of his older brother, Jordana, he monitored England, but could not find anything unusual.

In fact, wasn’t it quieter than any other model I had encountered so far?

According to Memoria’s butler Anders, the calm and contemplative way he always walks is like that of a person who has lived in the world for a long time. It was then.

“Alfredo, those people over there?”

It was when I was watching Laziello in full swing. Golf carts began to move in large numbers on the roads of the office building site.

The place the carts headed was none other than the building where the sample clothes were stored.

“Has something big happened?”

Lee Bong-chun also hurriedly got on the golf cart with Alfredo. Alfredo answered Lee Bong-chun’s question with a brief nod.

“There is only one case like this.”

Alfredo’s gaze was directed towards the building where the sample clothes were stored. His eyes widen curiously. As expected, Mr. Jang is a person who creates unknown expectations.

“A huge spectacle has been created.”

* * *

Salvatore Rossellini, founder of Desiderio and owner of the Rossellini family, is taking a step.

Behind them were people who appeared to be attendants, and to someone who didn’t know them, it would be fair to say it was a mafia procession.

“Where is Monica?”

Salvatore’s question is answered by Anders, his secretary and Memoria’s butler.

“I understand that you are currently with Mr. Jang on the 5th floor.”

“What about him? “Anders, I heard you’ve been with us for a few days.”

“He was a man whose true intentions were unknown. It didn’t look like someone was trying to exploit Desiderio’s reputation. Rather, he seemed to be very interested in Memoria’s art. “When we talked about Lucia Sokhani’s works, we could see that she had a deep knowledge.”

“okay?”

Salvatore’s long white eyebrows twitch.

In fact, I had doubts when Monica, his eldest granddaughter and successor to Desiderio, said she would use an unknown Asian actor as her exclusive model.

Monica had never made a single mistake as a businesswoman.

It was so shocking that the elders of Desiderio looked at Monica and said that she looked like Salvatore in his younger days.

That is why he was appointed as Desiderio’s successor.

‘At the crossroads of my life, did I really follow my luck or was I possessed by the devil?’

There was a lot of talk among the elders about Monica’s choice. When doing business, you always had to keep your cool. I always had to calculate the profit and loss and weigh what was the benefit and what was the loss.

In that sense, Monica’s choice was a clear mistake. Therefore, some of the elders even went to Salvatore and begged him to dissuade Monica from making a choice.

‘I’m not the type of kid who risks his position and takes reckless gambles.’

Salvatore had been keeping an eye on his eldest granddaughter since she was young.

Her childhood was very similar to Salvatore’s. Didn’t he lose his parents in a car accident and remain alone to be raised by his grandparents?

Salvatore raised Monica, who resembles him, into a thorough businesswoman. so that.

“Let’s go up there sometime.”

I couldn’t help but be curious. What kind of charm could an unknown Asian actor exude that made Monica so anxious?

* * *

‘I feel like I’m a doll.’

The designers all had expressions of excitement on their faces, wondering if this is what young children who play with dolls look like.

I didn’t know how many sample clothes I had already changed into. As evidence of this, at first, the hands of those women who took my clothes off and put them back on felt burdensome, but now it’s no problem.

“I need to hold on to this more, Melissa. Get me a needle and thread right now. “You don’t just have to hold the line, you have to pick it up.”

“Eliana wait. I’ll finish my side first and then grab the collarbone side. “If you do that now, it’s just going to get weird.”

“No, what I said is right. “It comes out more naturally and elegantly this way.”

Now, they bicker with each other and even argue about how to dress well. In the end, designers rush in to sew sample clothes and make them look stylish with needles.

Others bring accessories to wear on their fingers and around their necks and keep adding them.

How much time has passed? It was when I left the locker room after there was a commotion.

uh?

The atmosphere outside the locker room is unusual. Not only Jordana, who was always narrowing her eyebrows nervously, but even Monica took a step back.

And the person at the forefront was none other than an Italian grandfather with white eyebrows.

The pose dressed in a black suit suits him very well. If only he had a cigar in his wrinkled lips, it could easily be considered a scene from The Godfather.

The white-browed old man just stared at me as I walked out of the locker room without saying a word.

It felt like the old man’s sage gaze was passing by from my toes to my head, as if indulging me.

The designers who were excited just a moment ago are also surprised by the old man’s appearance and hastily calming down their excitement. It was then.

Suddenly.

The old man takes a step closer and touches my body. It was dangerous because the needles were stuck here and there, but the old man avoided them as if he knew their locations, and his wrinkled hands passed over every corner of his body. Then, our eyes collide with blue eyes.

The old man’s white eyebrows arch curiously and he speaks in Italian.

“Bello (beautiful).”