Chapter 8 – Episode 8 – #Bridge Content Consultation
First of all, I let out a sigh of relief at the fact that it wasn’t until yesterday and this morning.
“Whoa~.”
I wondered if I would not be able to use such a good ability right away.
When I was relieved, the lights on the ceiling and the smell of the restaurant where the noodles were being cooked all seemed good.
“Hmmmm, that’s right. Now that I’ve started a business, it’s hard to look very busy.”
“You think so too? It’s so sad that you keep sitting and yawning, just like this morning.”
Dayoung Woo held her cup to her mouth and only let go of her worries about her boyfriend, Woohyun Kim.
“Ayu~, that’s okay, stop it. I’ve been worrying about my boyfriend all day.”
She was already feeling elated when she heard about the boyfriend she always had on her lips.
“Anyway, we’re trying to create a content for ourselves.”
“Huh! That’s right. How is it?”
Except for the scenario book, it was my main job anyway, so I nodded.
“Okay, let’s make it together. Instead, you said we should do it, so you have to come up with the concept and the script, okay?”
“Ah, why~. Do it together. Don’t tell me to put a spoon alone.”
“What are you saying, you’re going to do it.”
The food that came out between the two of them filled the table.
“It’s hot, so let’s eat quickly and go in. Let’s go and have a meeting.”
§
The office without air conditioning was inevitably hot no matter how windy it was.
She was revisiting the edited version she had finished with Papico in her mouth.
“Um… That’s it.”
After editing, she saved it and sent it to Dayoung Woo.
“Dayoung, sound editing…”
For some reason, I got up from my seat with a quiet feeling and looked at the place where U Da-young was, and I saw that she was sleeping comfortably on her desk.
“…Ah.”
As I approached to say something to Woo Da-young, who was sleeping, I saw a scribbled notebook next to the desk.
“…?”
I was thinking of content, but there were concepts that were well-organized.
[Honest conversation between male and female friends]
It’s still a working title, but the composition was there.
“…Sueup. Even looking at this, it looks like it will be ruined.”
The composition is good, but the content itself is not to my liking.
“Ugh.”
Dayoung Woo, who woke up, glanced up at me.
“Oh, did you see it?”
“What, this? Let’s do this as it is?”
There was also an imaginary drawing of the studio below.
“I think this is going to be ruined. Do you try reverse-bae?”
“Uh, Siwoo. Seriously, let’s try this. There’s a lot of stuff like this on YouTube these days.”
“…Sup.”
I licked her lips and shook her head as she furrowed her brow and pressed her fist against my side.
“Yeah, I can’t do a lookbook or anything like that.”
“Lookbook?”
At the same time, he scanned Woo Da-young, who was sitting there.
It certainly wasn’t as skinny and lanky as her models.
Her face was slim and pretty, but her body was very muscular.
“Sup.”
As I raised her eyebrows in the middle and pondered, Da-Young Wu stabbed her side with her fist once more.
“Mr. Lee! I’m not fat!”
“I didn’t say anything.”
“Ah~, that expression is like that. Do you want to die?”
“Let’s proceed like this. There’s nothing we can do about it.”
As soon as I finished today’s work, I started working in a corner with a lot of empty space.
Click.
I turned on the light and put on my work gloves in the bright state.
“So how are you going to decorate it?”
“Um, so…”
U Da-young moved her luggage as she wanted and finished setting with the camera she had at least one.
“Wait. I’ll just set up the camera. I’m going to add some color correction.”
She pointed at the light as she looked at the camera.
“The color bleeds out a little to the side of the lighting.”
“Ah, yes.”
Udayoung followed my words and moved her lights aside.
“Hmm, that’s it. So what about the script?”
“I’m going to ad-lib without a script.”
“…”
I looked at Woo Da-young, who stood proudly with her arms crossed.
It’s not about playing with friends, it’s about making money, but I didn’t understand that it was going on without a script.
“Really without a script?”
“That’s right. We’re like that. We’re friends, right? That’s why, as if we’re really close friends playing together…”
“Hey, no matter how you do it, you still need a guide, what are you doing?
When I pointed out the problem, Woo Da-young hesitated and said with a depressed expression.
“Even so, since Woohyun is having a hard time… I want to do something for me too… Even if it doesn’t go well, I want to be of help.”
I usually work thoroughly, but since Kim Woo-hyun was at stake, I felt like I was working emotionally.
I scratched the back of her neck and nodded her head knowingly, and she said.
“Since it’s the first episode and it’s a pilot, they introduce us like this. Like a trailer.”
“…Sup.”
“I confiscate your appetite again. Siwoo~, you~ are so negative. Let’s work positively~.”
“…Sup.”
I said to draw a line to be sure.
“It’s not my fault if I fail, okay?”
“Ah, why~. We were on the same boat together~. Siwoo~!
“…”
First, I set up a desk and a chair in front of the camera and sat down.
“Come on!”
Dayoung Woo started her greeting with high-tension applause.
“Hello~! Mrs. Woo Dayoung~, now, you should say hello.”
“…I’m going to have a boyfriend. Sup, I think I’m going to fail.”
“Oh, I like that response. It’s something comfortable and like that. It’s like we’re real friends.”
“…Dayoung-ah, I want Woohyun to call me and show me this scene.”
She was just ahead of her passion. First of all, I filmed the first episode and thought it would continue to bother me until I saw the reaction myself, so I decided to set it to the beat.
“First of all, the topic of episode 1 is how to be friends with the opposite sex, Mr. Siwoo.”
“…Sheck man. Yes, how to be friends with the opposite sex. Mmm.”
After filming the first episode and trailer, which were ad-libbed without a script, I monitored it.
“…Can you save this with editing?”
Dayoung Wu looked at me with her sorrowful eyes.
“Ah… I’m going to edit it first, so just match the sound. I’ll send it to you after I’ve corrected it.”
“Then what about tomorrow?”
“I’ll edit and leave. Leave first.”
“Heh. Fighting Siwoo~.”
She did one more monitoring while I was left alone in the company.
Maybe because it was ad-libbed, it was raw.
Somehow, I was too sincere to make the first episode, so I made a short video by skimming most of it with the zero version.
“…There’s hardly anything useful…”
Still, there were funny parts in the middle, so I made them mainly.
“Um… Well…”
After almost finishing the editing, I was monitoring again, but there was a story that passed through my head.
Friend.
A story that can only be told because they are friends.
“I don’t think I’ll feel any discomfort… I think the ride and the ending will be just fine… I think I’ll be able to raise my level of immersion…”
Right now, I couldn’t write in the scenario book because of waiting time, but I saved one scenario to my computer.
“…”
As I wrote it before I knew it, the volume increased like a short story that easily exceeded several chapters.
“The start time and the end time are less… And the characters are more clearly written…”
The sun was setting outside, and the only sound was the sound of cars on the road.
§
I finished editing and uploaded the first trailer.
“Hmm…”
As expected, the number of views was low and the reaction was tepid.
I made it okay through editing, but it was the first episode, so there was no publicity and no one knew, so the reaction was sluggish.
“I think it’s a bit difficult with just this one, and there are things we’ve made so far.”
I told Woo Da-young, who was depressed by the number of views next to me.
“Let’s upload the things we made with our portfolio as well.
“Is it…?”
“It’s been 2 days since I posted it, but it’s strange that the number of views is in 10,000 units.”
At the words of consolation, Woo Da-young put on a slightly relaxed expression.
“If you want to help Woohyun, you should do it properly, not in a fit of anger.”
“It’s not like that…”
I showed her one of her scenarios as she let out a soft sigh.
“First of all, I’ve made content for episodes 2 and 3, but I’ll send it by e-mail. Take a look and refer to it. And I’ll send you links to similar YouTubers.”
“Really?”
Udayoung looked at me and made her face impressed.
“Siwoo~, thank you so much for helping me. Heh.”
“…Because I also received a lot from Woohyun.
“Heh heh.”
“I’m going to upload video editing methods and tips with post content.”
Woo Da-young gave her a round of applause as she gave an outline of the content to be done in the future.
“Wow… Do you have any thoughts?”
“Buy something delicious later. And he said he’ll hide it from Woohyun until things go well.”
“Right, I’ll show you as a surprise later.”
She mailed her zipped file to her and sent her back to her seat.
[Neulsom Studio]
Being sincere on the channel helped me, but there was something more important than that.
“Because I have to do a good build-up to reduce the sense of incongruity.”
The scenario is also a scenario, but it was also necessary to minimize the sense of incongruity that Dayoung Woo felt.
It was a build-up for that.
§
The night after another day passed and I got off work.
She rolled her pen handle while playing lo-fi hip-hop on a speaker connected via Bluetooth at home.
“…It’s good to have male friends and female friends.”
A mischievous smile crept across his lips.
“I must maximize my desire to help Kim Woo-hyun.”
In this scenario, it wasn’t just my sexual desire that took precedence.
Square square.
After organizing my thoughts, I started writing in the scenario book after the waiting time.
