King of the Last Drama

The journal itself must have been written in an attempt to decipher something.

Prior to separating from Yoon Ga-yeon, Jeong Chang opened his mouth.

"Something?"

I don't know what to say even if I have such a curious face. But the by-product will allow for space-time distortion.

Good luck, and add like a tease.

Say hello to me in the world if you can.

· · · I don't want to see you again if possible.

"It's Seoul. Maybe I saved the world once."

"You?"

Yun Ga-yeon snorted.

And at the end he added one suggestion.

"And look around if you can.

What do you mean?

There are many coincidences in the world, but there won't be many coincidences that stuff will naturally come into your hands.

It was a heavy voice.

At the same time, it was also a beacon that once again announced the conversion of the genre.

#

The calligrapher lays down a line of pens.

"· · · That, this Fiddy. Once the ambassador came out like this,"

"I know. Yoon Ga-yeon will never listen to this advice."

I shrugged my shoulders as I opened my eyes slightly.

"When you look at the character playing Mr. Idona, you get roughly the same feeling."

Even if you don't know the story.

Yoon Ga-yeon's basic behavior style is basically Ido or herself. A figure who looks confident and nosy.

However, the low side is filled with bitter affection due to the harsh growth environment of the child.

I want you to acknowledge me unconditionally. I want you to compliment me unconditionally.

I wish I was an important cog somewhere. Even if the whole thing is ruined, I want it to be recognized.

And if it doesn't, I'd rather die at the most spectacular moment-

"Awesome, Writer Stan. You've created such a twisted character."

In my chant, the calligraphic writer became a little vague.

"No, I didn't make it."

"Yes?"

"No, yes. I worked hard. I did."

I nod my head in a rigid gesture like a robot.

· · · · · ·?

"Ah! And you said Jia is doing better than I thought?"

It then attempts to convert to unnatural topics. Quite suspicious.

"By the way!"

However, sometimes there are topics that, as you know, are forced to move on. I made an ambush.

"I think it would be better to go to a much better university than I thought."

I've been enjoying the story for a while.

The calligrapher, who had been laughing and playing the match for a while, became increasingly strange in expression and sighed for a long time.

"Hey, Fiddy."

"Yes?" "Wouldn't it be nice not to treat Jia too much?"

"· · · · · ·?"

I became incredibly suspicious.

I don't know if he's a kid or what. At least you're in Idona's favourite situation.

The calligrapher spoke in a cautious tone.

"It's a little small, so Gia's a college student next year, right?"

"Yes."

"That's the way it is."

· · · So what?

I'm currently thirty, but my mother still calls me "baby crying" sometimes.

[Whoops]]

'Do you have something to say, Senior?'

[· · · No, no.]

Kim Chul Sunbae turned his head in a parisian complexion. Even the calligrapher who looked at my face quietly shook her head as if she had given up.

After returning to work, Seo-yerin puts a pack of paper on his desk.

"Here's a script to share with the other actors."

"Yes."

I nod. And then another pack of paper came up.

"And this is the real script."

"Yes, well done.

I smiled widely.

A script and a real script to share with the actors.

This was at the heart of the next episode, which would unfold in full.

Writer Seo-yerin sighed again.

"· · · Do you really need to do this?"

"Absolutely."

I was immediate.

"Why, isn't there a famous scene in" Planet Wars "?"

"· · · Sorry. I've never seen one."

I nod.

"I can do that. But you've heard of I am your father, right?"

"Oh, yeah."

In order to shoot that famous scene, the director said he had limited the number of people who knew this secret to five by the day the film was released.

"Even the actor didn't know until the moment he shot the scene."

I was surprised when I heard the actual nonsense.

Of course, there should be staff at the scene, which is ridiculous, and I actually worked separately.

But I thought that rumor was pretty fun.

"When you're in a completely different situation than the script you know, can you write a scene where the actor is surprised?"

The calligrapher opened her eyes.

"· · · Don't you just want to see Idona surprise you?"

"There's that, too."

I admitted it mildly. Either way, it was always fun for Idona to suffer.

However, the point of this time was neither Idonado nor Hong Ji.

"It's up to Mr. Famous Woo now."

"· · · I used to write, but I don't really know what I'm doing."

The calligrapher made a sound of Volmen.

#

"Lee Hyun-suk is very much alive these days."

Big MBS President's Office. The owner inside whistled. It was a tone and expression that made me feel happy.

But the PD in front of him shook.

"His work is on a cruise, and Priqual on the overseas side of the scene is on the topic."

"· · · · · ·."

"Oh, did you hear that, Jean Fiddy? As soon as Lee Hyun-Sook was lucky enough to be independent, Choi Chong said he would leave the entire subsidiary?"

"· · · Yes."

Zhang Yeon-cheol PD lowered his head with a cold sweat. The scorching neck desperately demanded water.

The president's voice was still cheerful, as compared to there.

"Even the most ambitious. As much as you're from the bottom, you want to leave one big footprint before you retire."

"Well, it's striking, but I don't know if it'll work. After all, isn't it the film director in Korea who knows? Lee Hyun-suk must be greedy too."

The boss paused for a while while, buzzing in his mood.

Within a year, the tone sank.

"Yeah, you're doing great. Don't you think?"

"Sorry!"

Zhang Yeon-chul lowered his head straight to 90 degrees. In that attitude, the boss laughed without a sound.

"No, well. He's going well, and you won't be sorry. If you're a drama grader, I'm sorry."

"· · · · · ·."

Zhang Jeong iron in a bone horse was forced to nod even more.

2.1%.

It was the last time that Zhang Yeon-chul's new "Fancy Dinner" was viewed.

Unlike the "Zec Moon", which was at least a sleek Chirenama, the work recently sank to the deep sea as the "Research Journal" became the center of the topic.

Not long ago, the director informed me that he had no choice but to look at Jong-young early. In fact, the President himself said so.

With his head bowed, Zhang Yeon-chul became a dull hue.

"Well, there must be Dory. The opponent is out of specifications."

"· · · · · ·."

"All right, get out of here. You'll do what you want."

Livestock Decree.

Zhang Jeong Chul, who heard of it, had his head shattered. It felt like a long way to the front of my nose.

You can't. You can't miss this opportunity. You can't go up there again!

Zhang Yeon-chul hurriedly opened his mouth.

"Bar, there's a way!"

"Hmm?"

The president leans his head.

"What's that?"

Once I put it out, I couldn't have had a sharp idea. In just a few seconds, Zhang Jeong Iron's head has been rotating at an unprecedented speed.

Then I remembered a few books, as I said, "It works."

"Lee Hyun-suk seems to be the rock of his division, but it's only early days. If you target it well, you'll be able to take it down easily!"

The boss twitched his chin.

"Like?"

"Like a play, the center of the Universe is the writer. If we can somehow get you out of there, he'll be the one chasing the chicken."

The laughter returned within.

"I'm sure he is. But that can't be possible, right? You're deep with Lee Hyun-seok. Besides, I think we're done with the contract."

"Often it's impossible because you don't have enough money to make it possible."

Zhang Yeon-chul said with confidence. At least in his world, it was the truth.

No matter how much Lee Hyun-seok flies and gears, the salary paid by the new company will be obvious.

"Besides, aren't you famous for the poor growth environment of the writer? There will be no greed."

The president asked with an unreadable expression.

"How much do you think?"

"I don't think this is enough, including the penalty that Lee Hyun-seok is going to hand over."

"Hm · · · · ·."

The president's eyes frowned slightly at the enormous amount of money to bring a sun-kicker.

"This is one, if you bring it and make it take a mini-series, Seo Soo-hyun or Choi Eun-suk will pay for it."

"I don't know what I'm capable of right now, but I don't know how to keep the fire going."

Zhang Yeon-chul emphasized.

"Didn't the actual Research Journal have a vertical rise since the episode that was aided by a little vague Pyeongdae?"

There was also such an interpretation at the moment.

"But didn't you stop playing with that weird Fiddy guy in the room?"

"It must have been a lack of human power. I can make the most of the writer's abilities."

That's what Zhang Jeong Chul felt recently in "Fancy Dinner".

In his opinion, Lee Hyun-seok and his choreography were not significantly different. Then it was his idea that all that was left was a screenplay.

After a while of silence, the president asked.

"Is that the only way to shoot Lee Hyun-suk?"

"No, of course there's more."

Zhang Yeon-chul vomited.

First of all, there is Hanyumi. I don't like the pictures left by my younger siblings.

If you attract the rest of the members of Aeriz, you will be able to hit the image to some extent.

Alternatively, there is also a way to directly shoot the lead role of Research Journal that is currently being filmed.

"Hmm."

The president, who was listening quietly, nodded.

"All right, do what you want."

"Thank you!"

After Zhang Yeon-chul sweeps out his chest, the boss pauses to think that the bear is drowning.

Soon I made up my mind and heard an outgoing call.

"Yes, Director Choi. A day."

"Let Seo Soo-hyun put you on hold. Let's save some time."

#

And a few days later.

· · · So that's what I came up with.

Keeping it over the phone, he said.

I'm trying to be as cool as I can, but I've got a lot of horny hair. He barely swallows the desire to come out of his mouth.

What do you think of me and my brother as?

"Hmm."

But Lee Hyun-suk's face with the phone was strange.

"Gia."

Yes, brother. What are we going to do? Go out and get the water in the cup.

"It's not a bad offer, is it?"

A moment of silence passed. Within hours, a dark voice flowed over the sign language.

· · · ·

093 Borrow Chicken and Ride Back (4) End