Peninsula: The Best Actor Starts from an Idol Battleground

Chapter 46: Can someone who hangs out with Lee Byung-hun be a good person?

Heyri Art Village, Paju, Gyeonggi Province.

The Seoul Action School, the pinnacle of action design in South Korean film and television, is located here.

The school was founded by Jung Doo-hong, a top martial arts instructor in South Korea, and occupies several hundred square meters.

From the outside, it is a building with a modern industrial style, with large glass curtain walls and gray-black steel structures pieced together in a staggered manner, exuding a rugged feel.

The heavy doors of the venue were pushed open, and Kim Tae-hee walked in.

It was the height of summer, and she was dressed very casually today.

Her slightly wavy long hair was casually tied into a low ponytail, and she wore light makeup. She wore a fitted white short-sleeved T-shirt with light blue skinny jeans.

The venue is extremely spacious, with thick protective pads covering the floor. Various protective gear and weapons are placed against the walls, while a dense array of wire tracks hangs from the ceiling.

In the corner, some people were practicing kicking against a sandbag, while others were suspended in mid-air by wires practicing aerial somersaults. On the mats, several groups of people were intensely practicing moves with wooden swords.

As the best martial arts training base in South Korea, the Seoul Action School has trained many famous artists.

Logically, the trainees should have been used to celebrities by now, but when Kim Tae-hee appeared, the atmosphere in the venue still noticeably froze.

A young trainee, who had just finished a side somersault, stumbled as he landed. He quickly regained his balance and nudged his teammate, who was drinking water beside him, with his elbow: "Daebak, it's Kim Tae-hee!"

As Kim Tae-hee walked further in, the noisy shouts inside the venue gradually subsided.

Not far away, a student practicing a fighting routine glanced involuntarily in Kim Tae-hee's direction, and his defensive movements slowed down by half a beat.

"Bang!"

His partner's straight punch landed squarely on his nose.

"what!"

The student let out a scream, clutching his nose and wailing.

Only then did Li Zhixing slowly follow him in from outside the door.

Seeing the students' reactions, Li Zhixing shook his head speechlessly.

Most of the people practicing basics in the venue today are newcomers who have just entered the industry, and their concentration is obviously not good enough.

Looking at this group of spineless fools, Li Zhixing put his hands on his hips and laughed, "Hey, your eyes are practically popping out of your heads, aren't they? You only see pretty girls and can't even see me?"

Upon hearing this, the trainees all turned to look at them and then burst into cheers.

"Knowledge and Action!"

"senior!"

"Boss!"

"A big star has arrived!"

The trainees quickly gathered around.

"Zhixing, you're so popular lately! I thought you weren't coming to school anymore!"

"Brother, you're an actor with tens of millions in box office revenue now!"

"Senior, please give me your autograph! My girlfriend is a huge fan of yours!"

Li Zhixing greeted everyone with a laugh and a scolding tone: "Go away, go away, why are you signing anything? I've been here a lot, don't try to get close to me."

Not far away, Kim Tae-hee raised an eyebrow as she watched Lee Ji-hyung being surrounded by the crowd. This guy seemed to be popular wherever he went.

Park Dong-soo, who had just been punched in the nose and was bleeding, covered his nose and cheekily approached Lee Ji-hyung.

"Boss, this is amazing! Did you manage to get Kim Tae-hee?"

Li Zhixing slapped him on the back of the head.

"Hey, Park Dong-soo, you can get distracted even when rehearsing? Do you want to die? How have I been teaching you? With your skill level, you think you can get a job as a stuntman in movies?"

Park Dong-soo immediately wilted, pleading with a bitter face, "Boss, I was wrong, but that's Kim Tae-hee, I just couldn't resist."

"Couldn't resist, huh?" Li Zhixing clenched his fist and sneered. "I'll personally spar with you later."

Park Dong-soo's face instantly filled with terror, and he waved his hands repeatedly, pleading, "Boss, I was wrong, really, please spare my life!"

The surrounding trainees burst into laughter, each with a gloating expression.

Just then, an angry shout suddenly came from the second floor.

"What's all the noise about? Don't you guys need to train?!"

Everyone looked up and saw a middle-aged man with his hands behind his back standing on the second-floor railing.

The man was lean and fit, with neat short hair, a strong facial structure, and sharp eyes. He was Jung Doo-hong, the founder of the Seoul Action School and a top martial arts instructor in South Korea.

Upon seeing him appear, the trainees immediately shrank back, quickly dispersed, and resumed training with even greater effort than before. Shouts and cheers rose again in the arena, and no one dared to glance at Kim Tae-hee any longer.

Li Zhixing, however, shouted with a grin, "What are you afraid of? With so many of you, surely you can beat your teacher? Fight back!"

The students around him were throwing punches while glaring at him: "Have some decency! Do you think everyone is as twisted as you?!"

Zheng Douhong, on the second floor, twitched his brow as he listened to this absurd talk.

Then he caught sight of Kim Tae-hee standing at the door, and his eyes widened in surprise. Why did this kid bring her here?

"Get up here," Jung Doo-hong sneered, then nodded slightly to Kim Tae-hee before turning and leaving.

Lee Ji-haeng turned to Kim Tae-hee and said, "Noona, I'm going to see the teacher. You've had a long day, so go back and get some rest."

Kim Tae-hee's eyes widened: "You're just going to send me away like that? Is our matter resolved?"

"Huh?" Li Zhixing said helplessly, "What other solution do you want? How about I have dinner with you tonight?"

"Hey, you brat, you're having dinner with me, shouldn't you be the one treating me!" Kim Tae-hee rolled her eyes at him, annoyed.

She paused, her eyes dimming. "Actually, I was planning to come here to train. I don't want to be criticized for this drama anymore."

Li Zhixing looked at her quietly for a few seconds, then his joking expression disappeared.

"Okay." Li Zhixing nodded seriously.

Then, he beckoned over a female student and asked her to lead Kim Tae-hee in warming up.

After making the arrangements, Li Zhixing went upstairs to the second floor.

He pushed open the office door, and there was Zheng Douhong with his arms crossed and legs propped up on the desk, looking at him with a half-smile.

"Hey kid, when did you become so close to Kim Tae-hee?"

Li Zhixing slumped onto the sofa to the side, his elbows resting on the armrest, and explained with a chuckle, "I'm doing a part-time job at LG Ads, you know. I filmed a lot of LG's movies with Tae-hee and Noona, so we got to know each other better after we got to know each other more often."

Then, he complained unhappily, "Which shameless bastard is snitching on me?"

Jung Doo-hong laughed and scolded, "Lee Byung-hun invited Kim Tae-hee to his housewarming party, but you intercepted him halfway there, ruining the gathering. Is it a problem if he complains?"

Li Zhixing curled his lips: "What, you can't have fun without Kim Tae-hee? I think Lee Byung-hun's mind is not on the housewarming party at all."

"You're so rude! Call me senior!" Zheng Douhong scolded.

Li Zhixing gave a perfunctory hum, then asked curiously, "Teacher, are you close to Lee Byung-hun? How come I didn't know?"

"Of course we're close. Byung-hun and I are very close relatives, but I've never introduced you to him."

Li Zhixing squinted at him: "Does Senior Li Binghun know about this matter concerning close relatives?"

"Hey kid, you're asking for it!" Zheng Douhong grabbed a pen from the table and threw it at him.

However, he withdrew his leg and explained briefly: "Byunghun and I have been friends for many years and have worked together on many films. When Byunghun went to Hollywood to film 'G.I. Joe,' he specially took me with him, which can be considered as giving me an opportunity to enter Hollywood."

Li Zhixing nodded knowingly.

As for why he hadn't met them, he could guess the reason: they were simply not on the same wavelength, and forcing them together might only cause conflict.

Jung Doo-hong asked curiously, "Why did you go to IRIS again? Are you going back for revenge?"

Li Zhixing protested, "Teacher, am I the kind of person who holds grudges?"

Jung Doo-hong looked at him speechlessly: "Aren't you the one? Is there anyone in this industry who holds grudges more than you?"

Li Zhixing chuckled.

Then, Jung Doo-hong said seriously, "Going to this drama is good. I remember that your character has a lot of action scenes. Perform well, it will be very helpful for your future development. Let the public and Chungmuro ​​remember your outstanding action scenes and make a name for yourself. If there are related roles in the future, people will always think of you."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "Action movies aren't exactly a hot genre in Chungmuro, but there are always a few every year. Maybe that will allow you to establish yourself as an action star."

Li Zhixing sat up straight and sighed dramatically, "Oh, teacher, this is so rare! Finally, someone supports my decision. You have no idea how Yoona scolded me."

Jung Doo-hong laughed and scolded, "I should scold you more to curb your lawless nature. You managed to offend Lee Byung-hun on your very first day on set."

"What an unexpected disaster, teacher! Who would want to mess with him?"

Jung Doo-hong snorted coldly: "I've already spoken to Byung-hun. He won't cause you any trouble. He'll even try his best to take care of you. You should also work harder and hone your acting skills. Putting aside everything else, Byung-hun's acting skills are truly impeccable. You should learn from him more often."

Li Zhixing nodded and then said, "I can't count on Senior Bingxian taking care of me. He was lukewarm when I went there today and even gave me a special warning."

Zheng Douhong chuckled: "Who told you not to be a beauty? Otherwise, this guy would have already gentlemanly given you acting advice."

"However, as I said before, just ask him for acting advice and avoid contact with his group of people."

Li Zhixing waved his hand with a grin: "Don't worry, teacher, I know. What kind of good person can someone who hangs out with Li Binghun be?"

Zheng Douhong was momentarily speechless, then flew into a rage.

"Hey kid, it's been a long time since I've punched you, hasn't it!"

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VIP Training Room No. 3.

With a muffled thud and a cry of pain, Kim Tae-hee collapsed onto the protective mat, completely losing her composure.

After an hour of intense training, she was drenched in sweat, her chest heaving, and she was panting heavily.

Li Zhixing, now dressed in a black training uniform, stood to the side with his arms crossed. Looking at her disheveled appearance, he frowned in confusion: "Noona, how exactly did you train before? Why is your body and coordination still so stiff? Didn't Senior Cui give you a proper lesson?"

Kim Tae-hee caught her breath, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and complained irritably, "You have the nerve to say that? That senior was too cautious during training, afraid to do this or practice that. Plus, I was really busy with my schedule at that time, so I ended up like this."

"Huh?" Li Zhixing was taken aback.

However, he quickly realized what was happening, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

That senior, Choi, is actually a die-hard fan of Kim Tae-hee. How could he possibly train his idol so harshly?

Li Zhixing rubbed his temples, somewhat speechless: "Fine, I'll take over all your action training from now on. Don't worry, I won't hold back. I guarantee I'll train Nuna into the next generation of female fighters in Chungmuro."

Kim Tae-hee glared at him fiercely: "Don't give me that. Let me rest for a bit. You have to treat me to barbecue tonight. I'm starving."

Just as Li Zhixing was about to agree with a smile, the door to the training room was suddenly pushed open cautiously.

Park Dong-soo, who had previously been punched in the nose and was bleeding, leaned halfway in, holding Lee Ji-hyeong's coat and phone in his hand.

"Boss, your phone has rung several times, should you answer it?" Park Dong-soo said ingratiatingly.

"Oh?"

Li Zhixing took the phone with a puzzled look.

He glanced down at his phone screen, and the smile on his face vanished instantly.

Then, he turned to Kim Tae-hee and said, "Noona, I have something urgent to take care of. You can eat by yourself later."

After saying that, he didn't even bother to change his clothes before pushing open the door and leaving quickly.

Kim Tae-hee was left sitting alone on the cushion, staring blankly at the closed door.

After a while, a furious and angry shout erupted in the empty training room.

"Hey, you brat!"

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