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EBS History of Culture Series - Part 3 THE COUNT OF MYEONGDONG
"Sometimes, knowing my deep love for Art, he assumes..."
"The form of a most seductive woman."
"And, with pretexts specious and hypocritical..."
"Accustoms my lips to infamous philtres."
"He leads me thus, far from the sight of God."
"Panting and broken with fatigue, into the midst..."
"Of the plains of Ennui, endless and deserted."
"And thrusts before my eyes full of bewilderment..."
"Dirty filthy garments and open, gaping wounds."
"And... all the bloody instruments of Destruction!"
The first to come back to Myeongdong was Park In Hwan.
Kim Su Young was still at the Geoje Island POW camp.
Gaining fame thanks to his "The Lady and the Wooden Horse,"
Park In Hwan was a man of incomparable style.
He was particularly famous for his extravagant, western style gestures.
Yet, he couldn't win the hearts of female readers as much as Kim Su Young.
Jung Bo Seok
Wherever Park In Hwan was, a trail of women were constantly around him,
so people considered him a player, but he was in fact a doting husband.
Let's take a look at his story.
POW camp?!
It was such a pitiful sight, I couldn't hold back my tears.
And I stressed to him he shouldn't have gone there!
Anyhow, he's still alive, so that shall do it.
Right, did you talk about his wife?
How can I tell him that?
- That... really... - Lee Jong Gu is to blame here.
No matter if they weren't sure whether he made it or not...
Ehh... really.
This is the kind of tragedy war creates.
But, what is Hyeon Kyung saying?
What do you think?
She just keeps crying.
This...
Geoje Island POW Camp
Congratulations, Kim Seonsaengnim!
I've heard they're releasing you?
Yes. I'm really grateful.
What did I ever do?
Noh Seonsaeng.
I will not forget what you did for me.
What are you doing, Kim Seonsaengnim?
No, I will never forget your generosity.
There's no detailed record of when Kim Su Young...
was released from Geoje Island.
Not only Kim, but his entire family is keeping quiet about the matter.
What is sure, though, is that he was released...
before the anti-Communist POWs were.
I don't really know.
Who's there?
- I... - Who are you looking for?
Kim Hyeon Kyung...
Kim Hyeon Kyung?!
Yes, this is her address.
It's this address, all right.
Know how many people rented this place?
But I haven't heard this name before.
She's really pretty, with a round face...
Anyhow, it's empty in here. They're all out working.
Why don't you come back this evening?
Where are you going?
What's wrong, Hyeon Kyung?
Is anything the matter?
Have some.
Don't blame this on Hyeon Kyung.
Ever since we boarded together in Tokyo,
I always had a crush on Hyeon Kyung.
It was my fault introducing her to you.
Just stop.
If you wish to, I'll accept any punishment you inflict on me.
If you want to beat me, do it!
Let's leave together.
My dear.
I can't now.
I can't follow you now.
I am sorry.
I'm sorry.
I can't leave with you.
I'm sorry.
The UK's BBC produced a documentary about the Korean war once.
Its title was "The Unknown War."
For around three years,
this war not only concerned the parties involved, North and South Korea,
but also the US and fifteen other countries...
joined the war carrying the UN flag, fighting Communist China.
The Korean peninsula became theater to a war of ideologies, left and right.
As far as victims or troops and armament mobilized go,
the Korean War was only second to World War Two,
but the Korean War is still considered nothing more than an "Unknown War."
The Korean War was a clear by-product of the Cold War,
the clash of ideologies which engulfed the US and Soviet Union for decades.
But, what could this ideology have meant for Koreans?
Be it communism or socialism, democracy or capitalism.
Were those elements something truly connected...
to the ideals and beliefs of Koreans?
To Koreans, ideology was a matter of life and death.
You could even say what truly divided this country after liberation...
was exactly that ideology.
But the reality was something else.
It was, once again, a matter of survival.
Anti-communism for Koreans living in the South was a way of survival.
You may remember Noh Cheon Myeong.
"O, dolorous beast with a protracted neck,"
"No dignified words shall echo from thine gob."
She was the poet who wrote "Deer."
I am busy now.
It's because I had something to tell you, Madame Noh.
Save it for another day.
Noh...
What's wrong with Madame Noh?
Looks like she's really angry.
Is that because she was labeled an activist?
It was all just a big misunderstanding.
Then, was that article about an activist scribe written under alias...
your doing, Lee Seonbae?
That... really. Eh... To make a few pennies...
Rumors said it was Jo Yeon Hyeon who wrote that.
He caused quite the stir, Jo Seonbae*! (*older colleague)
Write things properly, you!
Ahh... what?!
No matter how hard it is to make a living,
how dare you write such garbage?!
Jo Yeon Hyeon (critic)
Be careful what you say.
Careful?!
Look, Jo Yeon Hyeon.
Don't you know that the pen stings more than any rumor?
Only a few people will hear your ridiculous nonsense,
but thirty million people could be reading the lies that the pen writes!
Madame Noh.
There must be a misunderstanding.
Just have a seat and tell me.
Tell me what on earth is wrong.
What is this behavior?
Have you seen me?!
I said have you seen it?! Why am I a commie?!
When did I ever fall for a commie, to deserve a red mark on my face,
you brazenfaced mooncalf?!
Madame Noh. That's not something I wrote.
So you didn't? You lying brat!
Everyone is saying Jo Yeon Hyeon wrote that!
I will never make acquaintance with filth like you anymore!
Madame Noh! Madame Noh.
Don't do this, please.
Go find out at the Hyeondae Gongron*, and see who wrote that.
*"Contemporary Public Opinion" (one of the most influential magazines of the period)
I'm not listening!
Ahh... I'll be damned.
Madame Noh!
Ahh... Madame Noh!
This is too much. Now even Han Ha Woon is a commie?!
What is that about?
They're saying Han Ha Woon is a cultural partisan.
There must be some evidence, I guess.
The one who recommended Han Ha Woon was Lee Byung Cheol.
You know who that is, right?
He passed the border to the north.
They're saying that Lee Byung Cheol wrote the preface for Ha's anthology.
What's even crazier,
is that they're saying he had his anthology bound from the left.
Bound from the left?!
You know, they usually bind books written lengthwise from the right.
So that's what happens when you turn the page.
But, Han Ha Woon's, despite being written lengthwise,
is bound from the left.
That is why... Han Ha Woon...
"is left wing." That was it.
Why am I smelling your involvement again, Lee Seonbae?!
Listen to you!
I never wrote in the Hyundae Gongron that Madame Noh was an activist.
So why did Noh Cheon Myeong act like that?
Because I was left in Seoul, Hyeondae Gongron asked me...
to talk about intellectuals back then.
After writing about Oh Jang Hwan and Im Hwa,
I wrote that there were a lot of poets among activist scribes back then.
I never wrote any name, just said this poet was colder than ice,
and looked to be close to those two.
That's how I wrote it...
Then, it's obvious Madame Noh would be angry.
Ahh... why?
I never wrote Noh Cheon Myeong in there.
Colder than ice, you said?
Isn't that what comes to mind when you say Noh Cheon Myeong?!
No way, no way.
That wasn't Noh Cheon Myeong, it was a different person.
I was thinking of someone completely different while writing that.
Oh oh... talk of the devil, and look what happens.
Just confess and wait for heavenly pardon, Lee Seonbae!
Have a seat.
You know?
I just came back from a visit to the Hyeondae Gongron with Jo Yeon Hyeon.
Madame Noh.
I asked the editor-in-chief there,
and it turns out it wasn't Jo Yeon Hyeon who wrote about "activist scribes."
He said it was Lee Bong Gu.
Yes, that is correct.
But what I wrote in there, about that poet "colder than ice..."
It is me!
And everyone who read that thinks the same.
That's a bit of an exaggeration.
You really disappoint me, Lee Bong Gu.
You always looked like a kind and generous gentleman,
so I always had faith in you.
I never imagined you'd stab me in the back like this.
Ma...Madame Noh.
Should fellow scribes treat each other like this?
Right or wrong, I apologize.
Scribes shouldn't do this!
If you act like this, then even writing with red ink would make you left wing!
My apologies.
From now on,
I hope we don't have the misfortune of meeting again.
Or, should it happen,
let's just pretend we don't know each other!
Eliminating Japanese influence and overcoming feudalism,
Jang Seok Ju (poet, critic)
establishing Joseon's own cultural independence was the key.
It might have seemed like some "manifesto," what this meant for those writers.
But take a deep look and you'll see how it strayed from traditional methodology.
When you read Han Ha Woon's works, there's really no trace of his ideology,
Oh Se Young (SNU Korean literature professor)
and he obviously never confirmed those rumors were true.
So it was what you could call a happening, created by the kind of suspicion...
that era was drenched with, while war was raging.
This film is "Piagol," directed in 1955 by Lee Gang Cheon.
This is a masterpiece which never fails to enter All Time Top Tens in Korean Cinema.
But, when this film was released in theaters,
because it portrayed the partisans' struggles in a very humanistic manner,
it was accused of being a pro-communist film.
We'll have to go back to Kim Su Young's story.
What is it?
Why are you drinking alone?!
And where are all your female admirers?
Kim Su Young is back.
What?! Really?
Then, let's call him and have a drink together!
I don't know if he's got anything against me, or is fatally injured.
What's that supposed to mean?
I went looking for him, and he didn't even open the door.
Ehh... that's impossible.
I screamed to show himself,
and he turned against me, asking what would be the point of meeting a commie.
Ahh... Lee Seonbae. Is it my fault Su Young couldn't escape?
Did I blow up the bridge on the Han River?
He remained in Seoul struggling for his life,
and I had it easy away from here as a war correspondent.
Is that my fault?!
Did he really say that?
Of course. Otherwise he would have let me in.
You're just seeing too much into this.
"Sentimental"? Pitiful bastard!
He showed contempt for my poetry, calling it shabby sentimentalism.
Then, isn't all the scene he's making now sentimental?
Was he the only one who struggled during the war?
He also had to go through that thing with Kim Hyeon Kyung.
Is it my fault he can't keep his eyes on his own wife?!
Su Young.
Are you in, Ma'am? It's me, Lee Bong Gu.
Oh... Lee Seonsaengnim. How have you been?
Kim Su Myeong (Su Young's sister)
Been a long time.
Is your brother home?
Yes.
Come in.
Please.
I heard he doesn't want to meet anyone.
Park In Hwan said he didn't let him in.
He must have felt like that until yesterday.
Oppa! Lee Bong Gu Seonsaengnim is here!
Look at you. Why don't you come sit here with me?
Su Young.
Did anyone send you here?
My natu... no. Did you come here to find out about my ideology?
Man, look at me. I'm Lee Bong Gu!
You don't even know who I am?
I can trust you... is that it?
Go tell them, that Kim Su Young is not a commie.
Tell them the militia forced me there,
and that I risked my life to fall back into the embrace of freedom.
I... am just a poet.
I'm not a commie.
I said I'm a poet.
Are you leaving already?
Come often.
People like you need to see him often, so he'll finally wake up.
Don't worry.
He struggled so much, the shock must have made him this way.
Ehh... it's just a relief he's come back alive.
I... am a citizen of this country!
I missed the warm embrace of freedom,
and escaped from the militia. I'm poet Kim Su Young!
I missed the warm embrace of freedom,
the warm embrace of freedom!!
Special Edition! Special Edition!
Special Edition! Special!
Special Edition!
Ehh... what is this?!
An MIG... surrendered?
What?! Keep reading!
A jet airplane from the Soviet Union safely penetrated the Iron Curtain*,
*Political boundary dividing Soviet block from the NATO one during the Cold War
and, after defecting to Ally Forces,
was awarded a prize last April by UN Commander Mark Clark, for a total of...
100,000 US dollars!
What? 100,000?!
Be quiet! Keep reading.
Wait. If it's a hundred thousand in their currency,
how much would that be here?
If it's a hundred thousand in American money, let's see...
It's a hell of a lot of money!
This man's life has changed, all right.
In September 1953, North Korean Air Force lieutenant Noh Geum Seok...
flew his MIG15 and defected to the South.
It did happen after suspension of hostilities,
but Noh Geum Seok's defection represented the first spark giving...
people in the South confidence in their system,
after the dejection caused by the North's attack.
This Noh Geum Seok is quite the specimen!
Look at this.
The reason Noh Geum Seok defected...
wasn't just to get those hundred thousand dollars in American money.
He did it because he couldn't take communism anymore!
Wow!
What's more, he's going to study democracy in the US,
and come back and help us become a better nation!
This is what you call a decent man!
Ahhh... by the way.
What if all those pilots from the puppet army decide to defect?
If it's a hundred thousand each for a hundred people,
how much would that be?!
You're probably going to lose sleep over that, aren't you?
Don't worry!
How rich are those Americans?!
They can just sell one of their earrings,
and that would be enough to buy the entire North.
That's it! That's why I always tell you that dollars are the best.
The very best!
- Again with that dollar symphony! - Indeed, indeed.
Look, here!
Hurry up and follow me.
What's wrong?
I said just follow me!
What happened to you, with all that foam in your mouth?
Just go!
How can I leave everything here?!
Choi Ajeosshi! Sell something for us, will you?
- Where are we going? - Follow me.
Ahh... what is wrong with you, woman?!
Let's pack our bags right now.
- Our bags? Why? - I found an empty house.
There's an empty one on the Namsan hills.
Ahh... listen to you. The owner still hasn't come back, that's all.
Then, we can just stay there until they return.
Ehh... such heresy! If they catch you trespassing other people's property,
you're going to jail!
It will get very cold in no time. Are you telling me I should freeze to death out here?
Go get our bags! Before someone else gets there.
I said we can't!
- What if the owner comes b... - He could have died in the bombing!
How can a man be so scared all the time?!
I said go get our bags!
You don't worry, and just focus on your business out there.
We have a home now, so I'll go out to find our kids starting tomorrow.
They must be alive somewhere.
If we look around shelters and orphanages, we'll find them.
What are you doing there?
Oh?!
Oh. I'm just so nervous...
You don't even have the guts to do that?
How are you going to survive out there showing such weakness?
Lee Hae Rang (stage producer)
Long time no see, Lee Hyung?!
Ohh... I was just looking for you.
I've been thinking about you, Lee Seonsaeng.
Did you miss me, or just missed having a drink with me?
Not that...
I was planning to produce a play, but we have no coverage.
Do me a favor, and ask the newspaper.
A play?
Princess Bellflower?!
Will people even come?
So the Arts Theater is finally opening?!
Don't worry, Lee Hyung. This place will be brimming with people!
They'll fill it to the brim!
Fix your shoes, will you? I'll give you a bargain.
Mr. Hwang! Mr. Hwang.
Mr. Hwang! So you found a house to live in?
House? What are you saying?!
You need to keep an eye on your wife.
Mine is just... ahh. I'll be damned.
That is acting like a vile thief.
Just because the owner is not around, how can you just go in and pretend it's yours?
V...Vile thief?!
How can you talk like that?
Going around boasting you bought a house,
when all you did was steal someone else's. Isn't that vile?
When did I... When did I say that?
Your wife is going around spreading flyers with that tongue of hers.
Still... vile thief.
Oh! Lee Seonsaengnim!
Your shoes are shining today.
Yes, I shone them a little.
Where did you go for that?
Oh... in Jong-Ro, why?
You can't do that, Seonsaengnim.
My grandmother said if you go out and suddenly need to take a leak,
you should just run back home and do it there.
She says that will all become fertilizer.
And what does that have to do with my shoes?
No matter if you're in a hurry, you should come here in Myeongdong for your shoes.
Don't go spread fertilizer in other people's place.
Indeed! He's right.
Lee Seonsaengnim. Any problem with your shoes,
you come here in Myeongdong and I'll fix them.
Okay?!
Fine, let's have another round, then.
Myeongdong is starting to bustle again.
Also, for the first time since the governing forces returned to Seoul,
the Arts Theater opened with a stage play.
Written by Oh Young Jin and produced by Lee Hae Rang,
it was entitled "Princess Bellflower."
Yes, the Myeongdong of the immediate post-war was starting...
to be populated once again with the sights and sounds of people.
Yes. Have a nice day.
Excuse me.
Yes. Anything else I can serve you?
What's with this music?
You don't like Nam In Soo?
Then, should I change it to a Hyeon In one?
It's strange to find contemporary hits at a place called "Mona Lisa."
Jeon Hye Rin (essayist, translator)
Ahh... "Classical."
The customers say it bores them and they don't like it,
so I changed it to the much more exciting Nam In Soo.
And I think the same.
And they say the Madam at the Mona Lisa changed.
We have businessmen in here now, apparently.
Wh...What did you say?
If you don't like the music, you can always go elsewhere.
When the person I have to meet comes, I'll leave.
Look at this one!
Ohh... please come in, Lee Seonsaengnim.
Oh... you're here already.
Let's go out, Seonsaengnim.
Why? Looks like they just brought you a coffee. You won't drink it?
I can't sit here any longer.
I can just drink makgeolli (raw rice wine).
Who is that impudent little girl?
The music this and that...
How educated can that wench be?
Care for another?
Wait.
I'll be back in a moment.
She's tough.
What, with the wine? Her personality?
Both.
She's not your average girl.
So she went to law school?
She's got talent.
But why did she change faculty after all that hard work?
She was more interested in German literature.
She's something.
Take your eyes off of her.
Ohhh... she's not my type at all.
The smarter those women are, the harder it is to deal with them.
The woman who lived like a butterfly, the mad genius of Jeon Hye Rin.
Despite not being a novelist nor a poet,
the writer who had countless readers, Jeon Hye Rin.
If you really must attach a label, would "literature translator" do?
After spending her college days in Germany, she brought a new wind to the wasteland...
known as translated literature. She introduced Herman Hesse's "Demian," and...
Luise Rinser's "The Middle of Life," creating a whirlwind of interest in the sector.
That's enough.
What's wrong with your face?
I puked it all.
And I thought you could handle it. I was wrong.
I didn't puke because I can't handle drinks.
There was someone I didn't want to see, so I puked instead.
Me?
I don't like the way you look at me.
How did I look at you, Miss Jeon?
You're staring at me from top to bottom.
Is staring at a woman that much of a problem?
I said just stare at me with purity, if you really have to.
Don't look at people that way just because they're women.
Park In Hwan let in a good jab this time.
Kim Gwang Shik (poet)
Did... Kim Gun*, Park Gun*, and Seo Gun* come?
*Suffix used to address younger males of inferior status, e.g. teacher to student
Who are you looking for?
Seo Gun, Kim Gun, Park Gun.
Are those fools here or not?!
Who are these "Seo Gun" and "Kim Gun?"
Seo Jeong Ju, Kim Dong Ri, Park Mok Wol. That's who.
They're always hanging out together.
What the hell is that?
Some twenty something kid calls Kim Dong Ri and Seo Jeong Ju...
"that fool" and "this fool"?
Owner! Come here.
If any of those three comes here for drinks,
give them this.
Understood?
I've come. Tell them.
What do I have to see?!
What does it say?
Daehanminguk* Kim Gwang Shik?
*Republic of Korea
Little fools, they don't even recognize people.
I'm Daehanminguk Kim Gwa...
You fool!
The hell are you getting in the way?
Know who you're dealing with?
I'm Daehanminguk Kim Gwang Shik!
Understood?
Go call them all, Seo Jeong Ju, Kim Dong Ri and Park Mok Wol!
All they write is rubbish!
Call those novels and poems?!
Give me a break.
Again with you?
Get out of my face.
Why, want to see me get a little rustic on you?
Fine. Let's see what you have, little fool.
You'll regret this day.
Look at this!
So you don't like it when people stare at you like a woman, Miss Jeon?
It's not that I don't like being looked at like a woman.
I see smut in your eyes, that's why.
I'm not looking at you like a woman, dear.
So why the top to bottom?
Listen to that.
Hye Rin, that's enough.
You had too much to drink tonight.
I'm not drunk, Lee Seonsaengnim!
And, again, Park Seonsaengnim.
Look at me straight.
Hey! Park In Hwan!
So we're going rough*.
*Calling one's full name in Korea is quite rude
Just one mistake, and see all this scolding!
And what's that mistake?
Park Seonsaengnim.
I like you.
"The station where the storm rested was our starting point."
"Moved by newfound zest and vigor, the train starts again."
"That moment of violent shock."
"Like breaking the flowers' harmonious arrangement."
"Like my deserted destiny, the train leaves."
So our Hye Rin was a fan after all.
You wrote this, right?
Did I write that?
It was really well written.
It was...
But from now on, you should just discard the airy words...
and just write with sincerity.
"The station where the storm rested was our starting point."
It was nice up to that point.
But, suddenly... "Like my deserted destiny."
What the hell is that?
Just say "empty" destiny,
or "sad" destiny. Can't you put it that way?
Do you really need to use such difficult words?
Life...
Is living really that complicated?
It's just... lonely, living.
It's already hard enough living in this world.
Let's not make it even more complicated with trifling poems.
I just wish at least literature could be easy.
I wish a poem could be like a sleep pill,
granting you sweet dreams among all this darkness.
I hate it.
Hate it.
Living.
Write simply?!
Simple?
I barely got her into a taxi.
You don't need to worry, In Hwan.
She's just a kid.
An infant scribe.
"Despite the wind caressing those leaves, sorrow blinds my heart."
"As if my heart sang for the stars,"
"I shall love all things dead."
What's with the Yoon Dong Joo poems, now?
Look at that, Lee Seonbae.
Maybe Yoon Dong Joo was right.
Words are simple.
The reason Su Young and I pranced around applauding modernism...
was because we lacked skill.
That's why we always look for difficult terms,
and cheat people with that.
Isn't that right, Lee Seonbae?
That's just up to one's personality and taste.
There's no need to think that.
No. I just couldn't write simply.
Look at that.
All those stars, illuminating the night sky.
That damned war might have ruined us all.
It might have destroyed houses and roads.
But those stars up there are still shining.
Nothing really changed, after all.
We're just carrying a weight of sorrow and pain on our shoulders.
But life's principles haven't changed.
People meet, they share love and sorrow...
Isn't that what living is all about?
She's right. It should be simple.
Living should be simple, if we want to overcome that war.
Why didn't I know that?
Poems are songs about our lives.
"A drink in hand, we converse on the life of Virginia Woolf."
"And of that lady's skirt, she who left riding the wooden horse."
"The wooden horse which abandoned its owner, in a cloud of bells and trinkets."
"Stars, dripping from that bottle."
"The broken-hearted stars, quietly collapsing in my soul."
"The boy I knew for that ever so brief moment, was growing next to the garden."
"Literature and life, both meeting their demise."
"When the shadows of those youngsters bury love's truth,"
"The love which rode that wooden horse disappears as well."
"Time, coming and going."
"Avoiding isolation, and then withering."
"It's indeed time, we should part ways."
This was part of Park In Hwan's "The Lady and the Wooden Horse."
Just like Park said, the war didn't just destroy roads and buildings.
It tore our souls to pieces.
Our loneliness didn't come from the starving.
It was because of our souls, hiding the pain inside,
trembling in fear and sorrow by themselves.
At least, some poets' souls were feeling that.
Was Kim Su Young the only one whose soul basked in fear?
"A drink in hand, we converse on the life of Virginia Woolf."
"And of that lady's skirt, she who left riding the wooden horse."
"The wooden horse which abandoned its owner, in a cloud of bells and trinkets."
That's right.
What really supported us during the 1950s...
might just be Park In Hwan's sentimentalism.
Ah!
Let's just call it compassion, shall we?
Because surviving, during those days, meant sadness.
What tied together all that poverty, horror and despair, or a directionless future,
into a tenacious will to live, was exactly that sentimentalism.
Kim Su Young is finally taking his first steps back into the world.
Come on, Oppa.
What are you so scared about?
It's the same old Myeongdong.
Come on.
La...Later.
I'll do it later, Su Myeong.
You want to keep living like a cripple, Oppa?
Meet some people... Have a drink, a cup of tea.
All... right. I'll go.
Let's go.
Oppa.
Just go live alone in the mountains, then.
I said I'm coming.
- Just think of our mother... - I'm coming.
Su Myeong.
What?
I'll go by myself.
Oppa.
I'll go alone, really.
Thanks.
I'll go to Myeongdong, meet some people.
Have some tea... Right... A drink as well.
Here's Kim Su Young's younger sister, Kim Su Myeong.
Opening in 1955, Hyeondae Munhak* was one of the major voices...
*"Contemporary Literature"
in the Korean literary world up to the seventies.
Kim Su Myeong showed great talent as the editor-in-chief of Hyeondae Munhak.
But, more than anything, Kim Su Myeong might just be...
the real force behind what Kim Su Young eventually became.
Oh... dollars. Want dollars?!
Good morning. Need to fix your shoes?
Interested in dollars?
Care for one of these?
You don't even have a mirror?
Just wait a second, you silly!
I'll give you a discount.
Why don't you fix your shoes?
Kim Baek Bong (dancer)
Encore! Encore, encore!
The one who brought Korean traditional dance...
to the international stage was Choi Seung Hee.
Choi Seung Hee crossed to the North,
while one of her students, Kim Baek Bong, remained in Seoul...
and perfected the traditional fan dance.
Next time on "The Count of Myeongdong,"
we'll continue with Kim Su Young and Kim Baek Bong's story.
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Editor/QC: thunderbolt
Coordinators: mily2, ay_link
I'm sorry, I can't follow you now.
I am sorry.
I heard you were at the POW camp. When were you released?
Look... Su Young!
Kim Su Young!
Are you going to cut ties with the outside world?
Just come out to the world. Don't drench yourself in darkness.
You need to escape from it.
How much longer are you going to live like that?
The war is over.
Myeongdong will be in your hands.
Want Lee Jeong Jae to steal it all from you?
I should have asked if he was Lee Hwa Ryong before I hit him.
If artists disappear from Myeongdong, all business will fail.
Want to make our Myeongdong into another Dongdaemun?
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