Life is Easier If You're Handsome-Chapter 229

After confirming multiple times that I understood,

I boarded the plane.

"It really gets chilly when the wind picks up."

Rothersen, sitting in the cockpit, playing Clayton, spoke up.

"Yeah. Especially since I’m just wearing a leaf loincloth."

"You say that, but you don’t look cold at all."

"Maybe it’s because I’m still young."

"No, it’s because you’re built different. Seriously, looking at you up close... You’re ridiculously good-looking."

Before getting into the real filming, we exchanged some lighthearted banter to ease the tension.

Once the mood settled, the plane lifted off.

"Let’s make this the best day of my acting career! I’ll give it my all!"

"Looking forward to it!"

"Let’s do this!"

Aside from Rothersen and me, everyone else on board was a stunt double.

Which made sense.

This wasn't just a mildly dangerous stunt.

It was an aerial shoot where a single mistake could mean death.

How many actors would voluntarily take on something like this without using a stunt double?

‘Not many.’

Not only did you need extensive training, but you also needed the determination to do it.

Which was why, thankfully, the two exceptions were here together in this very plane.

Prrrrrrrrrrr.

The plane lifted higher and higher.

In the distance, I spotted the drone cameras.

And on the wing, a camera operator was hanging on for aerial shots.

Everything was ready.

Chhhhk.

A voice crackled **through the radio.

"-Donghu, once you give the signal, the cameraman will start rolling!"

Right on cue.

I made eye contact with the camera operator and gave a slow nod.

It was time to become Tarzan.

***

Watching Kim Donghu shift from smiling into full character,

"-I don’t like to scare people, but be careful."

"-What do you mean?"

Rothersen recalled a conversation he had with a colleague a while back.

Back during the script reading, his co-star had spoken seriously.

"-Donghu Kim... is an insanely good actor. But because of his face, it feels way too intense."

"-Too intense? What do you mean?"

His co-star had summed it up like this:

Every role has a certain appearance that fits.

And depending on how well an actor’s looks match the character, the level of synergy changes.

"-That’s just common sense, isn’t it?"

Rothersen had waved it off at the time.

"-Yeah, but with Donghu Kim, it’s different."

"-How different?"

"-He doesn’t just act the role. He becomes the role. It’s terrifying."

"-Terrifying?"

"-Yeah. You’re doing a dangerous scene with him soon, right? Just... don’t let it shake you."

William, who played Sabo the Leopard, had spoken with genuine concern.

He had insisted that it was a serious warning.

‘Back then, I didn’t get what he meant...’

But now, seeing Kim Donghu’s method acting in action, It made perfect sense.

"Clayton! Stop what you’re doing right now!"

The same words could carry completely different meanings depending on who said them.

And right now—

Tarzan wasn’t asking.

He was commanding.

"You damn beast! Who do you think you are to order me around? How arrogant!"

"This is your last warning! Stop!"

By this point in the story,

Tarzan had grasped human language and could express himself fluently.

Prrrrrrrrrr.

The plane swayed with every gust of wind.

Looking down, the altitude was high enough to make blood rush to your feet.

Yet—

Tarzan didn’t falter.

As if this was nothing.

If anything, he was climbing from the tail toward the cockpit.

‘He’s actually climbing the damn plane?!’

It was the epitome of the wild.

The fierce wind sent Tarzan’s hair flying, making it visibly clear how much he was enduring.

"It’s already too late! I’ll turn this jungle into a sea of fire and make a fortune hunting gorillas!"

"Stop spewing nonsense!"

"I already started!"

"I’ll stop you—no matter what!"

Clayton had all the advantages.

The situation was heavily in his favor.

And he was going to use them all.

He violently tilted the plane, attempting a series of sharp aerial maneuvers to shake Tarzan off.

Bwoooooong!

The plane shook dangerously.

Even Clayton, who was piloting, felt himself lift from his seat.

He was trying everything to shake Tarzan off.

"No—!"

Hearing Tarzan’s desperate scream,

"Ha! Got him!"

Clayton grinned.

That was it.

Tarzan had fallen.

"Now I just need to reach the target point."

Setting fire to the jungle was best done near the gorilla habitat.

Aiming for that point was the plan.

There had been a brief interruption just now.

But it was over.

By now, Tarzan would have smashed into the ground, a flattened pancake.

Chuckling, Clayton settled back into the cockpit.

Until—

Clunk!

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A sound came from beneath the plane.

A sound that shouldn’t be there.

Something was tearing apart.

"What the hell—?!"

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Clayton wanted to check immediately, but he couldn’t since he was piloting.

His anxiety grew.

Then—

Thunk!

A familiar hand appeared outside the cockpit window.

"No... way."

Honestly, Clayton almost screamed.

Or rather—

Rothersen, the actor playing Clayton, almost broke character.

‘No way. He’s actually doing it. Exactly like the script?!’

Back during rehearsals with Kim Donghu, he had chalked it up to ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ youthful bravado.

‘Even with safety measures, how could he seriously think about hanging under a moving plane and climbing back up?’

He had seen plenty of young actors who talked big in rehearsals but froze up once the cameras rolled.

He had assumed this time would be no different.

But then—

"I told you I’d stop you, Clayton."

Tarzan—no, Kim Donghu—was right there.

Like he had literally become Tarzan.

One hand gripping the edge of the cockpit, the other holding a fuel canister.

Even if it was just a prop, it still had to weigh at least 10 kilograms.

‘And he’s holding it. While clinging onto a flying plane. And still acting?’

Was he even human?

What is fear?

Rothersen could now answer that question easily.

Kim Donghu playing Tarzan.

There was nothing more terrifying in this world than that kind of madness.

***

At the same time—

"AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!"

"OH MY GOD!!!"

"HOLY SHIT! NO! NO! NO! WHY! WHY DO KOREANS NEVER UNDERSTAND THE CONCEPT OF MODERATION?!"

Watching the monitors:

Berryard, the producerMcGroy, the directorEvelynAll three were seconds away from foaming at the mouth.

"We told him! We told him to go EASY! We said absolutely NO extreme risks!"

"How many times did we drill the safety protocols into him, Donghu Kim?! Why?!"

"No, seriously! What did we just watch?!"

When Clayton was performing the aerial maneuvers, Tarzan was supposed to stay flat against the tail of the plane.

That was the plan.

That was how it was written.

Yes, during rehearsals, Donghu had done something different.

But they had assumed he was just pushing limits since it was practice.

Because, logically—

‘WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND THINKS THEY CAN ACTUALLY CLIMB A MOVING PLANE MID-FLIGHT?!’

Even with safety harnesses,

"I mean, sure, we got special clearance, but—"

"This was basically a goddamn circus act!"

"...For the first time in my life, I’m grateful for safety measures."

Who does that?

Does he even have a survival instinct?

Or does he have, like, ten lives or something?!

They had so many questions.

And they had been so shocked that they almost passed out.

But the only reason they weren’t screaming for an NG cut was because Kim Donghu had warned them beforehand.

He had told them exactly what he planned to do.

They had just dismissed it as another spicy Korean joke.

‘But it wasn’t a joke. It was real.’

So now, the real question was—

Should they be grateful that no one got hurt?

Or should they thank him

for delivering such an insane shot?

Sure, they hadn’t taken him seriously.

But they also hadn’t expected to feel their souls leave their bodies.

They were too shaken to process anything.

Because what do you even say to an actor

who just climbed up a moving plane mid-flight?

"...Anyway, once he comes down... we’re having a serious talk."

"Yeah, that sounds about right."

Because they had never, ever worked with an actor like this before.

"This... This is too much! He needs a serious, SERIOUS scolding!"

Evelyn, completely furious, was leading the charge.

***

Meanwhile, across the globe—

"They responded."

"...Did they reject us?"

"No, they said they love the concept and will fully support it. But on one condition—early release."

A certain TV network’s entertainment director had just achieved his dream.