Superstar From Age 0

Chapter 752

“Did you watch the trailer for Shenna?”

“Of course I did.”

On their way to school for a class.

The first-year art students who were taking the same lecture excitedly shared their thoughts after meeting their friends.

“Didn’t you feel choked up the whole time?”

“Yeah. I wish they had released the trailers in reverse order, so I could have seen William’s happy moments with a warm heart. But knowing what will happen in the future, I just cried.”

“The first trailer must be a fake, right?”

“That’s what most people think… but the movie reviewers say that you never know what will happen in a Marinsa movie.”

The fans hoped that it was a bait-and-switch editing when they saw William’s happy face.

The first-year art students felt the same way.

“Lee Seo-jun is such a great actor. He was just like William and Jin.”

And then they talked about the main actor of [Shadow and Knight], who was indispensable.

Lee Seo-jun, the actor who showed his class-different acting skills with the contrasting trailers.

The internet comment sections and people’s mouths were filled with admiration and exclamation.

“As expected of our senior.”

“He’s amazing.”

The first-year students nodded in agreement.

“But he’s not from our department, can we still call him our senior?”

“Why not? He’s from the same school!”

The first-year art students of Hanye University shrugged their shoulders.

Even though he was from a different department, he was from the same school as Lee Seo-jun, the actor.

They couldn’t help but feel proud.

“But we’ve never seen him.”

A friend’s remark hit them hard. The first-year students who had graduated from the early admission lowered their shoulders.

“I should have been born a year earlier…”

“Me too…”

They talked about [Shadow and Knight] and Lee Seo-jun while heading to school.

The college area, which was bustling at lunchtime, was quiet and calm since it was still early.

Only the students heading to school were visible.

Among them, there were some people who were carrying a lot of things in their hands.

Normally, those people would have been art students, but this week was a bit different.

“They must be preparing for the festival.”

They were the people who were preparing for the Hanye University festival that would start tomorrow.

They had bought so many things, and they were walking towards the school with their hands full of bags.

“We only participated in the exhibition, should we have applied for the food stalls too?”

“Let’s enjoy it in our first year and participate from our second year!”

That’s what their respected second-year senior said.

The first-year students’ eyes sparkled as they thought of the kind, gentle, and talented second-year senior.

That second-year senior had an impressive resume.

He had participated in Lee Seo-jun’s plays twice.

He was even the leader of the costume team in [MOEB-436].

Even if he didn’t say it himself, his name appeared on the ending scrolls of [Mirror] and [MOEB-436], which were posted on YouTube.

There was no way they wouldn’t know.

Park Min-hyung, a second-year art student.

He was the idol of the first-year art students.

“Is Min-hyung senior participating in the festival this time?”

“He said he would.”

“Wow! We have to go see it!”

“If it was an exhibition, he would have done it in our department, but there’s no news about it. Is he collaborating with another department?”

They were talking about Park Min-hyung, when they say a tiger, they mean it.

He was holding a lot of black bags in both hands, and he had a cardboard box in his arms.

At the same time, the first-year students ran to Park Min-hyung without hesitation.

“Senior!”

“Let us help you!”

“Uh…?”

He didn’t have time to say anything.

He felt his hands lighten, and he blinked his eyes at the familiar faces, then burst into laughter.

“Thank you.”

The first-year students smiled proudly like chicks at his words. They divided the load with Park Min-hyung and headed to school together.

“What did you buy?”

They could see some materials like brushes or paints in the rustling black bags.

“I ran out of things while preparing for the festival.”

He thought he had prepared enough, but he ran out of materials and had to go buy some more, Park Min-hyung said.

“What are you doing?”

The first-year students shone their eyes, and Park Min-hyung smiled and said.

“It’s a secret. But it’s only for one day, so come and see it tomorrow.”

The first-year students opened their eyes wide.

“One day?” 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

“Only for one day?”

“Yeah. It turned out that way because I’m doing it with another department.”

They didn’t know what it was, but it was only going to be open for one day.

They thought they had to go see it.

They chatted about this and that, and followed Park Min-hyung to the inside of the school.

The other teams were preparing in the most visible and central places, but why did Min-hyung senior’s team choose such an inner place?

They felt curious.

“Here we are. Thanks for your help.”

They arrived at a lawn with Park Min-hyung.

There was a large tent set up on the lawn.

“You’re welcome.”

They put down their load on the ground and looked at the tent.

There were sounds of making something and people talking inside the tent.

“Is it a work that you have to see inside the tent?”

Was it a work that had to be seen in the dark?

Park Min-hyung shook his head at the first-year student’s question.

“No. We’ll take down the tent tomorrow. So everyone can see it.”

“I see.”

Hahaha!

Then a loud laughter came from inside the tent.

The first-year students’ eyes were full of curiosity, and Park Min-hyung smiled and put his hand in his pocket.

‘I can’t let them peek inside…’

But he had to repay them for their help.

Park Min-hyung took out four pieces of paper the size of a business card.

[Blessing Ticket]

It said, but it looked very suspicious and dubious.

The freshmen who received the blessing tickets(?) one by one also had the same thought, as they looked at the paper and their respected senior with a strange expression unknowingly.

Could it be… our senior is a cultist…?

“It’s not a cult.”

As Park Minhyung said with a smile, as if he read their minds, the freshmen shuddered.

He explained without noticing their reaction.

“Tomorrow’s exhibition is an audience participation event, and this is an invitation ticket to join it.”

“…Ah!”

At his words, the freshmen erased the doubt in their eyes and looked at the paper again.

Now that they looked at it, the paper was of high quality and stiff without any wrinkles.

And the pair of wings drawn as the background was also very delicate and beautiful.

“Did you draw this wing picture, Minhyung senior?”

“Yes.”

Wow!

As they admired the picture, Park Minhyung said with a smile.

“Come here tomorrow with this and you can join the event. Don’t forget to bring the blessing ticket, or you can’t participate.”

“Yes!”

“We’ll keep it safe!”

“We’ll definitely join tomorrow!”

“Good. The start time is from 11 a.m., and there’s a break in between, so check the pamphlet. Thanks for helping me move the stuff today.”

The freshmen who cherished the blessing tickets greeted him cheerfully and went to attend their classes.

“It’s an invitation ticket!”

“Life is all about timing!”

Park Minhyung smiled contentedly as he heard the excited conversation of his juniors. Then he picked up the stuff on the floor and went inside the tent.

“I’m back.”

“Good job, Minhyung.”

“Call me if you’re going to buy so much.”

Seo-jun and the team members of [Shinjeon Project] welcomed him with a wide smile.

***

Lunch time.

The team members of [Shinjeon] team each had a dish they wanted to eat, such as jjajangmyeon and jjamppong, and in between them were plates of sweet and sour pork.

There was a fair balance of dipping and pouring factions, so everyone could enjoy the sweet and sour pork.

As Park Minhyung told the story of meeting the freshmen, Oh Dongyun, the leader of the props team, said half-seriously and half-jokingly.

“I told you it was a problem to write blessing ticket.”

“My brother also looked at me very coldly. I gave it to him with good intentions.”

One of the actors team grumbled, and the tent was filled with laughter from the team members.

“But there’s nothing else that fits besides blessing ticket, right?”

“Invitation ticket, prayer ticket, shinjeon ticket?”

They suggested various names, but in the end they concluded that ‘blessing ticket is the most appropriate.’

“It’s the only thing that comes to mind when I see Seo-jun hyung’s acting.”

“Right.”

“Agree.”

The team members who had seen Seo-jun and the actors team practice nodded their heads with sincere expressions.

“Shall we start again?”

“Yes!”

At Seo-jun’s words, the team members who had a hearty lunch cleaned up and started working again.

They finished the stage and the podium, checked the costumes and props, and installed speakers to play the background music.

When the finishing work was done, Seo-jun and the actors team went up to the stage wearing their costumes.

Oh Dongyun, the leader of the props team, played the music.

The music that flowed from the speakers, [Break] composed by Jason Moore, matched Seo-jun and the actors team’s rehearsal.

“…Wow…”

The team members who were watching from below the podium exclaimed.

They had seen it several times, but they were amazed every time.

Of course, they hadn’t painted their arms, legs, face, skin, and hair with white paint yet, so they didn’t look like perfect statues, but that made them look more vivid and alive.

As the rehearsal ended and Seo-jun and the actors came down from the stage, the team members sent them a loud applause and cheers.

Seo-jun and the actors, who were wearing white costumes, smiled brightly.

“Don’t smile like that in your costumes, Seo-jun hyung.”

“Same for the others!”

“Ugh! It’s blinding!”

The team members joked half-seriously and half-sincerely, and Seo-jun and the actors burst out laughing.

***

Korea National University of Arts.

The place that always ranked first for students who wanted to enter an arts college.

It had excellent professors (not all of them though), a school that supported a lot of things if you had something you wanted to do (a thorough plan was needed), and talented students (the actor Lee Seo-jun was enrolled!).

“I want to go here too!”

“Me too!”

The two art high school students who submitted their field trip plans and came to the K-Arts festival looked around the entrance with sparkling eyes.

Somehow, the entrance seemed to shine brightly. It felt like they were entering a different world.

Their hearts were pounding.

“There’s a pamphlet over there!”

“Wow!”

The two high school students had a great reaction just by finding a pamphlet.

The general public, other college students, and K-Arts students who saw them smiled and said.

“What should we see first? A play? An exhibition? A concert?”

“I like everything!”

As expected of K-Arts, where many celebrities graduated and enrolled, there were also famous people among the passing people.

Of course, the general public didn’t know, but the art high school students knew well the industry experts.

“That person is very famous!”

“Wow!”

In a place where their eyes seemed to roll around, the two art high school students’ hearts beat fast.

As they moved to the first exhibition they wanted to see with excited faces,

“What is this?”

A white something fell with an irritated voice.

The two art high school students opened their eyes wide and looked at the paper on the floor and the people walking ahead.

It seemed like they threw away the trash.

“No, you have to throw away the trash in the trash can.”

“Exactly.”

Don’t dirty the K-Arts I’m going to attend!

The two art high school students picked up the paper on the floor, grumbling.

“Huh?”

But it didn’t seem like ordinary trash by the quality of the paper.

They unfolded the slightly crumpled paper and saw [blessing ticket] written on it.

It felt a bit suspicious, but…

“The picture is pretty!”

“Right!”

The pair of wings drawn as the background was really pretty.

“Should we take this? As a souvenir.”

“Shall we?”

Of course, the word [blessing ticket] was very suspicious. But it seemed okay if it wasn’t for that.

It wasn’t like someone gave it to them saying ‘Do you know the way?’ or there was a phone number written on the paper.

“Is there a way to erase only the letters?”

“Hmm…”

Looking at the two pieces of paper that would become their treasures for life, the two art high school students pondered seriously.