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CJ ENTERTAINMENT PRESENTS

A CINEMA DAHMDAHM / ABOUT FILM PRODUCTION

EXECUTIVE PRODUCER JEONG TAE-SUNG

ASSOCIATE PRODUCER MICHELLE KWON

DIRECTED BY LEE JP

Based on the true story of JIN Chae-sun, Korea’s first female master singer of Pansori.

Pansori is a popular Korean genre of musical storytelling which dates back to the 17th century.

For hundreds of years, the art was performed only by men as women were forbidden by law to sing in public.

Being born a girl

without two dangling balls, life is hard.

Her name is Sim Cheong.

With winter storms raging,

Cheong sets out holding her mother’s hand.

Perhaps it was a road to the underworld.

Cheong’s mother coughs up blood.

There is no hope for her.

The mother leaves her last wish.

For old time’s sake,

keep her from starving.

I’m very sick.

I...

don’t have long to live.

Mommy...

Mommy...

Well,

this is roughly the story of Sim Cheong.

We shall continue with singing.

I haven’t suckled her

She doesn’t knows my face

How can I die like this?

I can’t leave on this journey

because tears blur my vision

and my feet weigh me down

Cry all you want.

Before you know it, you’ll be laughing again.

That is Pansori opera.

The story of Sim Cheong sounded just like mine.

So, I wanted to be a singer.

THE SOUND OF A FLOWER

Look at Cheong stagger sideways

as though struck by a storm, then she stops to think

Birds are flying in

All kinds of birds are flying in

In this mountain

cuckoo cuckoo

In that mountain too

cuckoo cuckoo

Dongli Academy Joseon’s first Pansori school

Let’s begin.

Earlier, I spoke about the virtues of an opera singer.

What are they?

First is the appearance.

A singer must have a pleasing appearance for the audience.

A favorable appearance entails

plump and reddish lips,

a prominent nose and big and round eyes

like those of a bull.

The most important feature is the eyebrows.

The brows must be dark like charcoal.

The second virtue is eloquence.

It’s about having a good understanding of your story.

Why did Cheong throw herself in the sea?

Why was the turtle tricked by the rabbit...

A singer must know what he's singing about,

not just move his lips.

Let me ask you a question.

Chunhyang is a daughter of a gisaeng, an entertainer,

which makes her an entertainer, too.

But she dared refuse to serve the magistrate.

Forsaking her duty as a gisaeng,

why did she remain faithful to her lover?

I wonder...

Why did she do that?

Why am I this way?

How did I end up in a gisaeng house

but not become a gisaeng?

The most important thing for a singer is his voice.

Then what’s the most important thing in Pansori?

It’s the acting.

Acting...

Now.

You have your stage. What will you unfold?

Your voice.

How? By moving.

All you have to depend on is your fan.

It becomes a staff for the Blind Father

and a hacksaw when Heungbo splits the gourd.

Every flick of your finger, every little move,

every step you take

makes people laugh and cry. That’s Pansori.

You must truly own it.

Who on this stage? I, on stage...

become the Good and the Bad Brother.

The Foolish Turtle and the Tricker Rabbit!

The Lustful Magistrate and Beautiful Chunhyang.

I become the Lover and Mother.

I become the Blind Father

and splash!

Become the Devoted Daughter, Cheong.

In the boundless expanse of water

she floats like a seagull

then plunges into the water

Her hair is unkempt like a virgin ghost

On the cold floor of the quiet cell

All she thinks of is her lover

I miss him...

Sir.

What is it?

The song...

Its sound...

I love how it sounds.

Is that right?

What song is that?

It’s called ‘Unkempt Hair.’

‘Unkempt Hair’...

It sounds sad

painful

and yet, beautiful.

How come it sounded

sad, painful and beautiful at the same time?

It’s sad as though someone’s crying all night

and painful as though having a knot in your throat.

So, when you finally decide to dry the tears

the tears turn into dew drops

and fall.

Drip.

Drip.

Drip.

It’s beautiful like the sound of dew drops falling.

Sir.

I want to sing.

I’m going to become a singer.

You can’t.

But why...

Why can’t I?

There is law even to singing.

Like a man cannot wear a skirt, a girl cannot be a singer.

But why can’t a girl be a singer? I have a throat, too.

You have no strength in the gut.

So, the rabbit scrambles out

finally making it onto dry land.

He tricks his way out of death.

Who is this Rabbit?

It’s the commoners.

The good people who have no food to eat.

Who’s the Dragon King?

It’s the magistrate that extorts from poor people.

The magistrate is a greedy bastard!

You look like a nobleman.

You bark well for a nobleman.

I’m pretending to be a dog, not a man.

You call that ‘acting’ in opera?

How do you know about opera?

Who are you?

I’m just a wandering soul traveling the country.

My name is ‘Seokpa’ LEE Ha-eung.

The third son of the King Predecessor

and 8th descendant of Inpyeong the Great!

I shall pay my sins with death for not recognizing you.

I’m no king of this country nor a court official

but a humble countryman.

But you’re a royal blood.

There are eyes watching. Let’s just drink casually.

But, my lord!

I mean Mr. Seokpa.

That’s better.

I only ever wanted one thing in life.

To achieve fame and prestige.

Fame and prestige...

I completed the Seven Chinese Classics by the age of seven.

But what good is that?

Being a low-born, all I can hope to become

is a low-rank magistrate’s assistance.

Why singing though?

Because it doesn’t belong to the rotten aristocrats.

It’s the story about low-borns like myself.

I wanted to tell these stories to the common people.

I wanted to console them.

That’s a way of achieving fame and prestige.

Look at this world we’re living in.

The corrupt ruling class is killing commoners.

No matter how hard I sing,

it’ll never get through to the rotten noblemen.

At least you’re not a living corpse like myself.

Andong Kim Clan are constantly watching me.

Spying on me to make sure that I’m not building power,

that I’m not conspiring to put my son on the throne.

If I show even a hint, they won’t hesitate to take my head.

My lord,

you must stay strong.

You understand the sufferings of the people better than anyone.

You are the only hope

who can restore order in this country

You have a sharp gaze for a drunk man.

I don’t get drunk easily.

I only pretended to be drunk to help you ease up.

You fooled me!

With your acting.

Forgive my rudeness, sir.

Don’t worry about it. It was fun.

I guess for you and I,

acting is the only way to endure life in this country.

Then maybe one day we’ll see a good time.

Let’s meet again when the good time comes.

Father.

1864, Prince Daewon seizes power

Prince Daewon, that rotten bastard!

Couldn’t he just enjoy life quietly as the king’s father?

Reform? Reform!

The hell with the damn reforms!

Every time he tries something the living cost shoots up.

‘The people is the root of this country.’

‘It’s for the good of this country.’

The hell with him!

There is no hope for this country.

The hell with fate.

In this mountain

cuckoo cuckoo

In that mountain too

cuckoo cuckoo

You’re in.

Where are we going?

To perform. What else?

Don’t be stupid.

We’re going to a banquet to fill our stomachs.

Weren’t we going to the market place?

What market place?

An opportunity for free food and drinks. That’s all.

I shall abandon these boats

and make myself a new one with pine tree...

It’s a song about a scholar reciting poem by the lake.

Full of class and grace!

What use is Pansori to lowly commoners

who can’t truly appreciate the art?

Isn’t that right, Dongli?

Yes, my lord.

Who is that man?

He’s the leader of a lowly jester troupe in the market.

I’m acting as their patron paying a few coins.

On the cold floor of the quiet cell

All she thinks of is her lover

Sir.

It’s you again.

How come you don’t perform in the market any more?

How come you drink your days away with noblemen?

How dare you talk that way with me?

Your eyes are mirky

like rotten water.

This is not like you.

You said Pansori is about making people laugh and cry.

But if this is what Pansori is about,

I quit even if you begged me!

Excuse me.

What does it say?

Nakseong Competition.

Nakseong Competition...

An opportunity has come for us.

Over the years, Prince Daewon has carried out various reforms.

Making a total mess of the world.

A period of transition.

Prince Daewon is hosting a singing competition

to celebrate the reconstruction of the palace.

He is looking for a new voice befitting the new era.

Does that mean we’ll perform in Seoul?

Possibly become royal jesters?

If you win this competition,

you’ll never have to worry about starving.

You will gain fame and prestige.

But it’s preposterous with your current standard.

We must show a new sound.

And that is...

Gay with wine, Mongryong teases Chunhyang with a love song.

I gave you a piggyback ride. Now you must return the favor.

That’s right!

You carried me because I’m light.

But how can I carry you? You’re too heavy.

O my dear lover

O my dear lover

Stop.

What the hell is this?

We’re dividing the singing parts

so that singers can play different characters.

How curious!

But what for?

This new style will catch Prince Daewon’s attention.

I’m quite certain of it.

That competition you told me about?

But what about the May Festival?

I’m thinking of showcasing the new style for the festival.

I see.

Wouldn’t ‘The Song of Red Cliff’ be more suitable?

If you think about the competition, ‘The Song of Chunhyang’ is the best.

Prince Daewon loves the story of Sim Cheong and Chunhyang.

And how do you know this?

I had the privilege of meeting the prince once.

He told me this himself.

Just do what you’re told.

Forget about singing vulgar songs of the low-borns.

Singing belongs to the low-borns originally.

Noblemen like yourself who recite poems

can never truly understand.

Please forgive my carelessness.

A pox on you!

We’re leaving.

Gil-jung, you may stay.

I still need someone to sing ‘Red Cliff’ to the magistrate.

Come with me.

You shouldn’t have made the star performer play a girl.

Everyone left.

They only stayed because of food and lodging.

Now that we lost our patron, who would stick around?

I didn’t think of you as the loyal type.

I have no place to go. That’s all.

It’s the same for me.

Master.

Shouldn’t we prepare for the May Festival?

We won’t have a chance at winning,

but we must somehow enter the festival in the school’s name

if we want to find another patron.

If we do nothing, that’ll be the end for us.

Let’s do the roll call Is Delicate Chowol here?

I’m here.

What about Clever Chebong?

I don’t want to be Chebong.

Who do you want to be then?

I’m Chunhyang, my lord.

Fine by me. Come here, Chunhyang.

A pox on you!

Her hair is unkempt like a virgin ghost

On the cold floor of the quiet prison cell

All she thinks about is her lover

Master!

Master!

Master! Sir!

You’re passed out drunk?

Sir.

Master!

Goddammit!

Where are you taking me?

To the festival. We’re already late.

What for?

You wanted to enter in our school’s name.

Huh?

It’s over.

No, it’s not.

We’ll put on the performance with the remaining men.

But we have no Chunhyang.

That’s no excuse.

I’ll be Chunhyang, damn it!

I’m only joking. I only thought about it.

There was a trainee called Chae-seok who quit recently.

He came back begging to take him back.

I heard his singing.

He’s not bad.

He has a pretty high range.

He could well play Chunhyang.

Is he coming or not?

Wait here.

When I call out “Chunhyang!” that’s your cue.

Just do as we practiced, alright?

Is it funny that I tripped?

Laugh if it’s funny.

It’s scary how fast rumors spread.

I heard a rumor that Dongli Academy shut down.

Who said that? We’re right here.

Wanna hear it?

Go on.

Let’s hear it, then.

Here, here.

Okay, listen up!

Prick up your ears and listen hard.

Bangja! I’m talking to you.

Yes, my lord!

Hey!

I said it cannot be done.

I know

that a girl can’t be a singer.

And?

But how is a man any better than a woman?

My father was so honorable a man

that he ran out on my mom as soon as she conceived me.

My mom did everything she could

to put food in my mouth.

She died trying to keep me alive.

Born into this world as a girl, I should be prepared

to sell my body or soul to stay alive.

But all I want is to sing.

That’s the only thing I want in life.

It’s no use to cry. Leave at once.

You told me to cry all I want.

I’ll be laughing before I know it.

You told me that.

That day,

I heard singing

I cried

and I laughed.

I just wanted to sing

for people to hear.

For my mom to hear.

Chunhyang!

I want them to hear me

just this once.

Chunhyang!

Chunhyang!

Chunhyang!

Bangja, you wretch! What are you shouting for?

I almost fell off the swing.

How can your master who arrived yesterday ask for me?

Unless you told him everything about me

that my name is Chunhyang

and that I am a gisaeng’s daughter.

Like a little tattletale, you laid me bare in front of him.

Chunhyang pretends to sulk.

Gay with wine, Mongryong

teases Chunhyang with a love song.

Come here Let me give you a piggyback ride

Come here Let me give you a piggyback ride

Love love O my love

Love O love You’re my lover

Hey, Chunhyang!

I gave you a piggyback ride. Now it’s my turn.

You could carry me because I’m light.

But how can I carry you? You’re too heavy.

Chunhyang is not so shy anymore.

Playfully, she carries Mongryong on her back.

O my dear lover

O my dear lover

Love love love

Love O my dear lover

Carrying you on my back,

the word happiness escapes from my mouth

A peony blossom...

Come here Let me give you a piggyback ride

Come here Let me give you a piggyback ride

Love love O my lover

Love love, you’re my lover

Indeed, you are my love

You’re perhaps my love

Three!

Four!

How dare you disrupt orders

by making a girl sing in public?

Master said to me

that we’ll train in the mountain and go to the capital.

We’ll put up a performance that’ll make everyone laugh and cry.

And that’s how became

my master’s disciple.

She had a dream and in that dream

an angel descended from heaven and gave her a peach blossom.

A peach blossom is the scent of spring

So, she named her baby ‘Chunhyang.’

‘Dohwa’ is a peach blossom, isn’t it?

Peach and plum blossoms together are called ‘Dorihwa.’

‘Dorihwa’... What a pretty name!

Chunhyang is the scent of spring, the scent of blossoms.

Scent of peach and plum blossoms!

What’s with that silly smile?

Continue.

It was then!

After Chunhyang and Mongryong made love,

Mongryong pledges love for life after death.

When we die, you shall become a flower and I, a butterfly.

That’s how it will be.

No, my darling. I don’t want to.

A butterfly will visit a new flower

I don’t want to become a flower.

Chunhyang wouldn’t sound so dull.

Try again.

No, my darling. I don’t want to.

A butterfly will visit a new flower.

I don’t want to become a flower.

No, my darling. I don’t want to.

A butterfly will visit a new flower.

I don’t want to become a flower.

Again.

No, my darling. I don’t want to.

A butterfly will visit a new flower.

I don’t want to become a flower.

Again, from the top.

Stop fidgeting.

Does she look like a man?

She’ll need more.

For crying out loud!

What about now?

More hair.

Damn it!

How come none of you have a beard?

Why did a girl want to sing in the first place?

O my dear lover

O my dear lover

Love love love

Emotion! Emotion!

You must put your emotion.

This is a love song.

Have you never been in love?

Ever?

No.

Alas, you haven’t truly lived.

I don’t know what love is.

Love is...

It’s a tough affair.

It makes you sweat like a pig and it hurts so much.

But at the same time, you feel so excited and weird...

Like the dog in heat.

- How dare you interrupt me? - It’s something you can’t help.

Is it love even if it’s one-sided?

If you felt something, then it’s love.

Again from the top.

O my dear lover

O my dear lover

Love love love

Love, O my dear lover

Love love O my love

Love love, you’re my lover

Indeed, you’re my love

You’re perhaps my love

Are you still living in a gisaeng house?

Sorry?

Chunhyang would never display such a cheap smile.

Strength in the gut!

Penetrate the waterfall with your voice!

Penetrate it!

Wrap it tightly around.

It’ll open up the sound.

Tighten your stomach! Harder!

Now it’s about the size of a needle hole.

Don’t let it escape. Open up the sound.

Open up.

Open it up!

Harder!

A little more.

Open it up!

Master.

Voice is like water in a well.

You can draw one bucket or even ten bucketsful.

But women by nature have small bodies.

I wonder if she has even a half a bucket.

We should send her back to the village.

What are you doing, master?

Chae-sun is sick.

Nothing cures the singing sickness

like the shit water.

It’s your medicine. Go ahead and finish it.

We gotta hurry back and cook this meat for Chae-sun.

Master must be waiting for us, too.

What are you doing in there?

Let’s have this drink together.

What do you want from me?

Just like the dog in heat.

He can’t help himself.

What’s delaying them?

Master.

I think I understand now

why Chunhyang

remained faithful to her lover.

Why she waited for him

despite being a lowly gisaeng.

She had

a special someone

in her heart.

Holding a torch for someone

is like keeping a flower in your heart.

A pretty flower

like a peach blossom.

I want to be

your peach blossom, master.

Chae-sun...

Flower is all about scent.

How can you keep a flower with no scent close to you?

Maybe I’ll go

Maybe I’ll go

I’ll follow my love to where he’s headed

Her hair is unkempt

Do you know where the competition venue is?

The singing competition venue?

Excuse me? Hello?

A pox on you, city rats!

Just keep going.

Clear away.

Clear away.

It’s the Jesuits.

Prince Daewon treats them without mercy.

Master, when I was still a robust young man,

I traveled all the way to Hamheung for the famous buckwheat noodle.

At first, I thought how special can a noodle be?

But a friend kept saying that it’s a taste to die for.

So, I set out on a journey to taste the noodle for myself.

But like the saying, ‘never hearing back from Hamheung,’

It’s a hell of a way.

I almost died walking when I finally arrived.

But alas!

I forgot to bring the money for the noodle.

I realized that I only brought my curious heart with me.

This feels a lot like that time.

At first, I thought it wasn’t a bad idea

for a girl to sing.

But now that we’re finally here,

I’m having more doubts about this.

Prince Daewon has the finest ear for singing.

He will give Chae-sun a chance.

Heungbo is delighted and pleased He empties out the chest

Only to open the chest and find it full again

He pours rice and money out and closes the chest

He shakes things out and the chest is refilled

He shakes things out and the chest is refilled

Hurrah, this is fantastic!

All year round...

Turtle is delighted to see a rabbit

“Isn’t that a bunny rabbit standing there?”

A bunny bunny

bunny rabbit

Fail

My name is KIM Se-jong from Gochang.

SONG Chil-seong.

GOH Yong-bok.

JIN Chae-seok...

This is JIN Chae-seok from Gochang.

He has a frog in his throat. He must refrain from speaking.

Lift your head.

You look like a woman.

I got that a lot from when I was young.

But who in his right mind would dare try that?

What’s this bulge down here then?

You’re welcome to come and feel it.

That way you’ll know for sure.

Why would I want to do such thing?

I’ll feel it.

Long time no see, Master Dongli.

Who are you?

I’m the great grandson of the former governor OH Guk-seo.

My name is OH Du-seok from Gochang.

Look at this little bitch.

You’re even wearing a beard.

Did you really become a man?

We’ll see for ourselves if you remove your coat.

Why don’t you take it off?

What?

You don’t want to?

Then, I’ll feel it for myself.

What do you think you’re doing?

Please stop.

You damned low-born!

All because of me...

Don’t blame yourself. It’s for the best.

If we made it to the finals, we’d’ve been killed for sure.

That jerk saved our lives.

Abolishment of private academies

is shaking the root of Confucian country order.

Revoke the edict, Your Highness!

Take heed, Your Highness!

If you noble sirs will continue coming here day and night,

it creates a problem for us.

I’m here to see the prince.

I have lyrics to present to the King Father.

Please let me have an audience.

You look like a man of common status.

How dare you disturb peace here?

Let me have an audience.

Prince Daewon!

Your Highness!

What’s he doing?

Your Highness!

Long time, Master Dongli.

How could I forget you?

Your grace is immeasurable.

What brings you here?

Tell me. You must have a reason for wanting to see me.

It’s about the singing competition.

Forgive me for saying this

but one of my singers failed

to go through the preliminary stage.

So, I bear the shame

to ask a favor of Your Highness.

To achieve fame and prestige.

You came to ask a favor for your success and prestige?

It’s not for my own sake.

But it is for my disciple’s.

My disciple

is different from any singers I have seen to this day.

Her voice moves people.

But

she is a girl.

By fate, she is not allowed to sing.

If Your Highness will show grace,

I beg Your Highness’ fine ear

to give her singing a chance.

That’s noble.

Like love, peace and equality.

Virtues like that.

It’s like the Catholic doctrine.

Sir, what are you accusing me of?

So, you are Jesus and that girl is Peter.

I heard...

that Jesus was nailed to the cross.

Master!

Master!

Master!

Se-jong.

Are you trying to kill me?

Master!

Master!

Why the heck are you batting me?

Hey!

Hey!

You gotta at least tell me why you’re taking him.

He’s known nothing other than singing all his life.

You gotta tell me

what crime he’s charged with.

Why won’t you tell us?

Please!

I beg of you! Stop.

No king in history has managed to restore the dignity of the court

like you have, Your Highness.

Congratulations on reconstruction of the palace.

I would make wine with elixir plant

Fill Ten Thousand Year Cup with it

to wish you...

Stop.

Your ‘Song to offer wine’ is different from others.

I’m not a gisaeng.

It’s you.

You’re that girl.

Please spare my master’s life.

Do you want my words?

Yes, Your Highness.

Sing me a verse.

Listen to me, good sailors!

When you make a lot of money

and return home to my country,

please console my teacher.

Don’t worry about that.

Hurry up and jump in the water.

Look at Sim Cheong!

She closes her star-like eyes, covers her face with her skirt

and dashes toward the bow

In the vast expanse of water,

she floats like a seagull

and goes in the water

Dongli SHIN Jae-hyo...

when I met your teacher a long time ago

he had a strong spirit and integrity.

I was so disappointed to see him ask personal favors

so, I was going to kill him.

I have never seen a girl

perform Pansori before.

I will give you my words.

Your grace is immeasurable.

On the one condition.

You must lay a wager with me.

I am actually giving you a chance.

You must win the grand prize at the singing competition.

That way, you’ll get an approval from the king and many others.

If you succeed,

you’ll become the first female master performer in history.

Your teacher will also

achieve fame and prestige that he longed for so long.

But if you fail,

that would be betraying my kindness

for which you will both pay with death.

Peach blossom is the scent of spring.

‘Chun’ as in spring

and ‘hyang’ as in...

So, ‘Chun’ as in spring, ‘Hyang’ as in scent,

the girl was named ‘Chunhyang.’

Being born a girl

without two dangling balls, life is hard.

So hard for her to sing.

If she had know this,

she’d have wrestled with the Birth Goddess

and persist not to be born.

Life is so tough and sad.

She sees no end to the mirky cloud

but only sees a long and winding road before her.

But

what can she do that she is thrown into this world.

Let her at least pour out her heart in the song.

Peach blossom is the scent of spring.

‘Chun’ as in spring, and ‘Hyang’ as in scent,

the girl was named ‘Chunhyang.’

Scent is love.

Chunhyang sings a love song as though carried by the wind.

Come here Let me give you a piggyback ride

Come here Let me give you a piggyback ride

O my dear lover

Love love, you’re my lover

Indeed, you’re my love

You’re perhaps my love

What will you eat?

What will you eat?

I will cut the top off a watermelon,

pour good honey on it, remove the seeds,

scoop a big spoonful of its red flesh

with a bit of juice?

No, I don’t want that

Then, what would you eat?

Do you want some cherries or grapes?

I don’t want any of that

Suit yourself then.

I should’ve eaten the fruits when he offered.

Now my love is a long way away.

Chunhyang spends her days alone in her chamber.

Time passes so fast.

One day, two days, a month and a year,

time goes quickly, rushedly, and unknowingly

Spring comes, summer comes, autumn comes, and winter comes

It's already passed, so far, forever and in tears

O Chae-sun!

While Chunhyang spends her time in tears,

a man called Byeon is appointed a new magistrate.

He is greedy, covetous and lustful.

He hears the rumor about Chunhyang’s exquisite beauty.

You shall serve me.

I cannot do that, my lord.

For my feelings are different from yours.

Flog her hard!

How can my devotion for my lover change?

I wait for him night and day with no hope of forgetting him.

Locked up in prison, in deep sorrow

Chunhyang looks up at the dark sky

and sobs quietly.

Her hair is unkempt

like a virgin ghost

On the cold floor

of the quiet prison cell

So sad!

All she thinks about is her lover

So painful!

I miss him, I miss him

I miss my love in Seoul

So beautiful!

After parting with my sweetheart

I haven’t received a letter from him

Oh dear...

Tell me I’m not dreaming.

Didn’t you play Chunhyang’s lover?

You’re quite right. It was me.

How can you sing so well?

My heart almost melted.

I’m a big admirer.

They treat us differently after Chae-sun won.

It wasn’t just her victory. We won the prize as academy.

Isn’t that right?

Your disciple’s performance was

a great comfort to the people who worked on the reconstruction.

Your Highness is too gracious.

Tell me what it is that you want.

Acquire an aristocratic status? A post in the government?

Your grace is immeasurable.

The girl you brought here

seemed a part like Chunhyang

and a part like Sim Cheong.

She still has a long way to go.

You were right about her. She is special.

And she pleases me.

I think I’ll keep her at my side.

Does that trouble you?

Your Highness...

I understand she is a precious child to you.

You won’t be happy leaving your beloved disciple behind.

Is my master here?

Or...

Are you her lover?

I asked you if you were her lover.

Sir.

As a man, I am no account

like a withered branch.

Then, I met her.

She came to me wanting to come into a full bloom.

The child, that flower, is

only a blossom that has just started producing scent.

But one day, she’ll become fully fragrant.

I don’t want a nobleman status or a government post.

All I want is to be with this flower

when she comes into full bloom.

How could I...

how could I send her to you?

Dongli,

your acting skills haven’t faltered at all.

What...

Wasn’t that acting?

I’m a singer.

I’m not a gisaeng.

I shall get going.

If you leave now

your master will not be spared.

Master...

I wouldn’t want to have to kill her.

Master...

Master.

Master...

Congratulations, madam.

I’m so happy that King Father takes to you

and treats you generously.

I wish you all the happiness and health

so that you can...

so that you can sing to your heart’s content

as you always ever wished.

I shall get going now.

Master...

Master,

when I first met you

and heard Pansori for the first time

I promised myself that I would live like Sim Cheong.

Like Cheong who gained everything

by giving up her life.

When I started growing feelings for you,

I wanted to live like Chunhyang.

Like Chunhyang who gave her heart

to just one man.

Chunhyang loved and was separated from her lover.

Then, she waited.

She waited for the day to be reunited.

This is a royal command for SHIN Jae-hyo.

In the 6th year of Dongchi,

I bestow upon SHIN the title of the second rank officer.

I miss you.

I wonder how you are.

My heart feels heavy

because you never write back.

Her hair is unkempt like a virgin ghost

On the cold floor of the quiet prison cell

I miss him, I miss him so much

Master!

You told me

that you wanted to become a peach blossom.

Indeed, you are a flower. You’re the sound of a flower.

I wish I could hear you again.

Let’s go see the peach blossoms

The song of peach blossom Let’s go see the peach blossoms

Let’s go see the peach blossoms

After twenty four winds

all kinds of flowers are blooming

Let’s go see the peach blossoms

Let’s go see the peach blossoms

Let’s go see the peach blossoms

You will become dirt. So will I.

For that, I cannot waste time.

Tell the magistrate that my soul will fly high in the sky

and meet my lover, Mongryong.

1873, Prince Daewon falls from power Go and tell him like that.

1873, Prince Daewon falls from power

From a mere blossom

you have come into full bloom.

Go.

I have no strength to stop you.

Dongli SHIN Jae-hyo (1812 - 1884)

was a Pansori producer and a vocal trainer.

He produced many great singers through his Pansori academy

and organized the six stories of Pansori.

SHIN’s disciple JIN Chae-sun (1847 - ?)

performed at the Nakseong royal singing competition

and became Joseon’s first female master singer.

She lived as Prince Daewon’s designated gisaeng.

Little is known about her later life.

RYU Seung-ryong

BAE Su-zy

SONG Sae-byuk

KIM Nam-gil Subtitles End: mo.dbxdb.com