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After finishing his scene, Kim Bin took Jong-seok and walked toward the trailer on one side.

Kim Bin's name was written on the trailer.

"It's the waiting room."

"Are you going to Traylor?"

"This is the system that I think is best when I'm shooting in America. Let's go in."

When Kim entered the trailer, there were food and sofas, such as fruits and drinks.

And a big TV on one side...

"Good."

Kim Bin, who nodded at Jong-seok's words, heard a knock as he was looking at the script.

"Hey! Kim!"

It was a young black lady who came inside calling Kim Bin. Among the blacks are very black and a little white, and this lady was the latter.

Long hair. Long hair. It was pretty. And I was dressed as a nurse.

Kim Bin laughed at the appearance of a black man in a nurse's gown.

"Ray."

"I heard there's a kung fu boy here?"

Jong-seok looked at Ray at the word Kung Fu Boy. Ray smiled and reached out his hand to the gaze.

"Hey! Kung Fu Boy.”

Jong-seok held his hand at Ray's words.

"This is Lee Jong-seok."

"Thank you yesterday."

"Yesterday?"

"I knocked down terrorists at L.A. airport.”

The staff and actors, including the director, all thanked Jong-seok for being the main character in the video.

And Ray, too.

"You said Americans would hate terrorism. I guess that's true.'

"But you were good at kung fu boy martial arts. Can you show me?”

Jong-seok smiled at Ray with curious eyes.

"Are you interested in martial arts?"

"It's cool. Strong. And I'm thinking of learning it because I don't know when to act."

"I see."

"So can you show me?”

At Ray's question, Jong-seok reached out his hands as he looked at her.

"Give me your hand."

Ray put his palm on his hand to Jong-seok's horse. And Jong-seok said, looking at Ray looking at himself with curious eyes.

"Take my hand off."

"Get your hands off me?"

"Yes."

At Jong-seok's words, Ray looked at him with a curious look and took his hand back.

But as he stepped back, Jong-seok's hand moved forward and became close to her.

"Huh?"

Looking at Ray looking at himself, Jong-seok said.

"Try it again."

Ray held his hand forward to Jong-seok's horse and quickly pulled it out.

Still, Jong-seok's hands were attached to Ray's palm. At that he saw Ray's hands moving wildly to and fro and to his body, but Jong-seok's hands were still attached to her hand.

And Ray, who was flipping to his body, lost his balance. He held her in his arms with a slight pull.

"Are you all right?"

Ray laughed at Jong-seok's remarks.

"Amazing. Amazing. What the hell did you do?”

Jong-seok laughed at Ray, who said such things as Amazing, Surprise, and OMG.

"It's a simple game.”

"Wow... how can I..."

Ray moved his hand around and reached out.

"Come on."

Jong-seok touched Ray, who put out his hand as if he wanted to try it.

And looking at Ray with a challenging look, Jong-seok lightly pushed his hand and pulled it.

"Ah!"

Ray's face was in awe of Jong-seok's hands, which fell as they were. It was difficult when you were doing it, but the stalactites were taken off too easily. Then Ray tried a few more times and shook his head and looked at his hand.

"Crazy Hand."

Ray, who shook his head with his hands, looked at Jong-seok and said,

"I'm going to the club with Charole tonight. Do you want to come with me?"

"Charole?"

Ray took out his cell phone and showed a picture to Jong-seok's question. A blonde white woman was posing in a bikini.

'Wow....'

There's a saying. Dynamite figure.

A white woman did. It was a body that was not seen in Korea, where there was a place to come out and a place to go in.

Ray laughed at Jong-seok staring blankly at the picture.

"You're going, aren't you?"

When Ray said, Jong-seok shook his head while looking at the picture.

"No."

"You're not going?"

Jong-seok smiled and stuck out his cell phone at Ray's strange eyes.

"I'm not here to play."

"Really?"

"Yes."

At Jong-seok's words, Ray glanced at Kim Bin and turned around with a smile.

"See you next time, then."

Kim Bin looked at Jong-seok while watching Ray going out like that.

"Didn't you see the picture of Cheryl?"

"I saw it."

"But aren't you going to the club?"

"Did I come to play?"

"You play very well with Sharon."

"Have you played?”

"We've played together a few times. It's very sexy and nice."

Jong-seok laughed as Kim Bin seemed to be disappointed.

"Then you can play with me."

"I'm tired of playing, too. And we have a shoot tomorrow."

Jong-seok, who nodded at Kim Bin's words, picked up his bag.

"Then I'll go."

"Why?"

"You have to film, too. It bothers me when I'm around."

"What more do you have in mind?"

"I've done enough to watch."

"Then where are you going?"

"When I came to America, I wanted to go to the park. Like Central Park."

Kim Bin laughed at Jong-seok's remarks.

"Central Park is in New York. Are you looking for it in LA?"

"That's the image.”

"Go to Griffith Observatory Park."

"Do you like it there?"

"It's several times bigger than the Central Park you said... It is called the jewel of LA. This is where Koreans go once in LA.”

Then when Kim opened one of the drawers, the LA map came out. "Location..."

"I have a map app."

"Yes, then go and call me right away if you have work."

Then Kim Bin took a card out of his wallet and put it out.

"No thanks."

"Use this, but it's a pretty stylish card, so you won't be ignored anywhere."

Jong-seok looked at the card at Kim Bin's words.

"America Express?"

Kim Bin nodded as he looked at Jong-seok looking at the card with the Indian on it.

"Don't buy a house or a car."

"What card do you use to buy a house or a car?”

You can buy it. With this card... Kim Bin, who didn't say that, just said.

"So don't buy it."

Then he looked at Kim Bin, who bowed his head in the script, and put Jong-seok's card in his wallet.

"I'll use a little.”

"You can use a lot. Oh! And just in case, don't touch me when someone is hurt. If you see anyone hurt, just call 911."

"Why?"

"The United States is a country of litigation. It is the U.S. that gets hundreds of thousands of dollars in lawsuits if you mess with them.

"Help someone who's hurt?"

"A nurse saw a patient in a car accident before. But the nurse must have known how to treat the field because she must have been dispatched to a foreign country as a Marine. So I took first aid to the patient, and when I found out that the casualty was a nurse who gave him first aid, I filed a lawsuit.”

"Doesn't an emergency punish a patient for one treatment to save him?”

"That's true. But the problem was that the nurse cut the patient's throat.”

If he had made a throat incision, perhaps it was to affirm his prayers. But it was an area of professional treatment, so it seemed to be a problem.

"So?"

"How did I find her not guilty, but the nurse suffered a lot. So if you're at a loss, report it and wait."

"Okay.

Jong-seok, who nodded, opened the door and said,

"Then I'll get in touch."

"I'll be free for a day in three days or so. Let's play together then.”

Jong-seok, who nodded to Kim Bin, left the trailer.

You can take a taxi, but Jong-seok took a bus and headed for Griffith Observatory Park.

And at Griffith Observatory Park, Jong-seok could see something interesting.

I could see a sign on one side of the mountain that said Hollywood. In Hollywood news, what appears frequently is hanging in the mountains.

"This is where it was."

Jong-seok, who was amazed to see the logo he had only seen in movies and news, took out his cell phone and started taking pictures.

Two women approached Jong-seok, who was taking a few pictures.

"Are you Korean over there?"

"What?"

"I think you're just speaking Korean."

I thought he recognized himself and talked to him, but he didn't think so.

"Yes."

"If you don't mind over there, could you take a picture of us with that view in the background? "It's a little bit too much to ask foreigners..."

"Sure."

Jong-seok, who took the camera that the woman was holding, took a picture of the Hollywood writing behind them.

Click! Click!

Jong-seok smiled and returned the camera after taking several pictures in a row.

"You carry a nice camera with you."

"I've prepared one with great care this time. Would you like me to take a picture of you, too?"

"Thank you."

A woman who approached Jong-seok, who took a few pictures against the backdrop of Hollywood, said.

"If you let me know, I'll send you there."

When Jong-seok, who gave his e-mail address, lowered his head and moved to the park, women approached him.

"But you came alone?”

"Yes."

"We're going to Griffith Park, too. Let's go together."

"Sure."

Two women laughed at Jong-seok's words.

"We are Choi Mi-hyang and Choi Mi-jin."

"I'm Lee Jong-seok. Did your sisters come on a trip?"

"I came with my sister on vacation this time. By the way, Jongseok, did you come on your own?”

"I'm not traveling, I'm here for a test."

"Test?"

"An oriental medicine license test."

"In America?"

Jong-seok smiled at the two women who were surprised to hear that they were taking an oriental medicine license test in the U.S.

"That's what happened."

"And when did you come?”

"Yesterday."

Choi Mi-jin asked surprisedly what Jong-seok said.

"Yesterday? It was crazy at LA Airport yesterday.”

"It delayed my entry very much."

"I'm glad to hear that. I heard they even had a gunfight with terrorists and police."

As soon as they climbed the mountain with a nod to Choi Mi-jin's words, they were able to reach the observatory.

Looking down from the observatory, I could see the city of Los Angeles at a glance.

"Wow! Cool. That's why people call it the jewels of LA."

Smiling and watching Choi Mi-jin take a picture with her camera, Jong-seok also leaned his hand against the railing and looked down at LA.

"They say the night view is better here. Would you like to see that, too?"

At Choi Mi-jin's question, Jong-seok looked at the clock. It's passing five o'clock, and the sun will soon be down.

"Shall we?"

"Let's do that."

Jong-seok nodded at Choi Mi-jin's words. I'm glad to see the night view. It's what comes to mind.

And Jong-seok walked around the park with his sister Choi Mi-jin. I took pictures of my sisters and myself.

If there were many family members until just a moment ago, there were many couples and men and women who came to play with each other.

Choi Mi-jin and Choi Mi-hyang, who went to buy drinks when Jong-seok was looking at it from one side, returned with a smile.

Jong-seok laughed at the sight of the two giggled over whether something funny had happened.

"Did something good happen?”

"On the way back, white men tried to hunt us."

Smiling, Choi Mi-jin held out the sparkling water in her hand. She had two carbonated water in her hand.

One was half empty and the other was still unopened.

"They gave it to me."

"You didn't get a bottle of water or anything, did you?"

"You think we're idiots? We're that careful."

It was not to eat or receive anything with a stopper because it might have been put in the water bottle.

And Choi Mi-jin's sister knew that much. Don't eat what you don't know and don't eat drinks with open arms.

When Choi Mi-jin put out carbonated water that was not considered, Jong-seok opened it.

Gains!

Jong-seok nodded at the beverage that made the unique sound of carbonated drinks.

'I guess he was just hunting.’

When Jong-seok thought of it, Choi Mi-jin smiled and looked at one side and waved her hand.

Looking at Jong-seok, three white men were smiling among themselves and waving their hands at Choi Mi-jin's gesture.

'You're handsome.'

The three white men are tall and handsome like models. Maybe he got it because it was a drink from handsome white people.

They are good-looking white people with good looks that anyone can see.

"You're handsome.”

"Yes, but... It's dangerous to play with them, right?"

As if to regret it, Jong-seok smiled at Choi Mi-jin's appearance and started drinking carbonated water again.

Jong-seok's face suddenly hardened while drinking sparkling water with lemon on it.

Then he looked at the white men and pulled the hands of Choi Mi-jin and Choi Mi-hyang.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, when two women were surprised to see Jong-seok holding their hands, Jong-seok, who covered the front, turned his head and spat out the water.

"퉷!"

"What's wrong?"

Choi Mi-jin asked about Jong-seok spitting out water.

"What's wrong?"

Jong-seok frowned at Choi Mi-jin's words.

'Yak?'

The water was smelling of feeble but strange drugs and marijuana. Jong-seok's absolute taste buds have detected the lemon scent and taste that ordinary people would not feel.

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