King of the Last Drama

[Anyway, I know why you were thinking that before you died. You don't have to look after this.]

"Yeah, well. I've only been hit by a car and I've only seen it fly."

Kim Chul Sunbae reminded me of a good look on my face.

I didn't look like I was going to tear your face.

[He was unlucky. What's the point of meeting a lunatic who drives or hits during the day?]

"I will."

[· · · · · ·.]

"· · · · · ·."

[· · · Ah, fuck, the atmosphere gets dull.]

"Is it going to get dull? They're both dead anyway."

I shrugged.

"I don't have a kid, I have a wife like Wensu, and I have a billion death benefits on me, so I'm going to eat well and live well. You did the rest of the business."

[· · · yeah.]

The ghost scratches his head.

[But just to be clear, you're not dead yet.]

"Yes?"

[I'm not dead.]

"· · · Hi, Senior. I don't think you've seen how far I've flown. Because those really dizzy chicken pigeons, brother, they're flying so fast that you can do it."

[The body does. But not yet.]

Kim Chul sighed as the ground went out.

[You won't die until you fulfill your damn wish.]

And at that moment, a letter came to my attention.

Wish fixed.

Lee Hyun-seok's wish is to create the ultimate final drama.

Review the most feasible options. Done. We're reviewing the probability.

Completed. "Regression to Sudan" was selected 10 years ago.

10 seconds to launch.

I asked him bluntly.

"What is this?"

[Clenchage.]

Kim Chul Sunbae laughed.

[Hold tight, fly away.]

And at that moment, as before, the world in front of me slowly began to rewind.

However, the acceleration became increasingly rapid, and the speed was unparalleled.

I didn't even know the shape of the things that passed before my eyes.

I was intoxicated and nauseous.

And, at some point, everything stopped.

You have reached your milestone.

The fine tuning is done.

Leap completed from baseline 3649 days 21 hours 32 minutes ago.

It was a dog with a sharp vision. I blinked.

Place has changed. I was in the room.

The right side of the room is half full of single beds tucked vertically. Half of the remaining space is occupied by desks and chairs.

A very familiar, two-bedroom, old, narrow room.

[That's gross.]

A ghost floating around spontaneously assessed him with caution.

"It was a family of hats. After seven years, he died and became number one."

[Signed?]

"It was gastric cancer."

[The sign is clear. That's good. Take care of Miriam this time.]

I turned my head.

"Hey, is this a dream?"

[If that's convenient, think so.]

"· · · · · ·."

[But there are two sweaty men in a humanly narrowed place. You got nowhere to be?]

Kim Chul Sunbae was standing around while the cavalry was still frozen.

#

"· · · So, what are you? Are you a lowlife? With that face?"

[If I was a dead man, I'd have thrown you anywhere right now.]

"Then · · · · ·."

[I don't know who made that.]

Kim Chul Sunbae turned his nose fart.

[Anyway, that responds to a desperate wish. And I'm trying to make it happen.]

"If you desperately want something, the whole universe will help. 'Are you being rude?"

[Well, if it's so kind, how much do you want? · · Ah, it's sad. Look.]

The senior sighs in a small sigh.

I recalled the message I had seen before.

Lee Hyun-seok's goal is to create the ultimate final drama.

Refine your goals.

Goal set. You must achieve one of the following goals:

1. A viewing rate of 60% or more and a rate of 50% or more of viewers who believe the drama is a film.

2. A viewing rate of 50% or more and a rate of 70% or more of viewers who believe the drama is a film.

3. A viewing rate of 40% or more and a rate of 90% or more of viewers who believe the drama is a film.

"· · · · · ·."

I've lost my word.

These are ridiculous conditions.

More than 60 percent of viewing is a miracle record that was barely possible from the 90s to the early 2000s, when viewing methods were different.

With a bell-shaped and diversified viewing method, it is almost impossible to watch 50 percent right now.

Forty percent is not a very improbable figure if a super-private boom explodes, but it takes 90%.

How do I make something that 90 percent of viewers would call a barracks?

You have dispatched the most appropriate soul to fulfill the wish – Kim Chul.

[Man] Hey, you can! Where the hell am I supposed to be?]

Kim Chul Sunbae shined. I ignored the message.

You must complete this goal within 1825 days.

If you succeed, you will be entitled to a second life.

If it fails, something terrible happens.

I tilted my head.

"· · · Horrible things?"

It's a terrible thing.

"· · · · · ·."

I'm glad you answered, but I can't.

[Different people, but usually the worst thing that person can think of happens.]

Kim Chol Sunbae said.

[Well, the poor one has no imagination, so he's either lonely or his precious people are dying.]

"· · · 'About?"

[Yeah. Usually it's a lot worse than that. That's why it's not just kindness. I give you more penalties than I give you a chance to never again.]

"Why are you doing this to me?"

[Who knows.]

Kim Chul shrugs.

[And not just you. It's me.]

"And you?"

[I can't tell you the details under the Prohibition, but just know that from now on we are a unicentric.]

Damn, I can't believe my nose is stitched up by a jerk like this.

[So, uh, what the hell. The ultimate final drama? You better make that quick. The conditions themselves will sometimes be optimal.]

When's the best time?

I looked at the calendar and was persuasive within days.

"No, so if you don't achieve that ridiculous condition with bare fists and red blood, you're going to get worse than dying, are you saying? I'd rather not just kill him. Where is this law?"

[Screaming] So who wants to make that wish? I want to cry, you son of a bitch!]

Me and Kim Chul Sunbae were useless for a long time.

#

"Yes, we are now the budding PDs. Oh, right. Drama director. The Talents just did it, director, director!"

As the day was bright and the room was out, a much younger mother was holding onto the phone and raising her voice.

I missed my memory.

[Are you your mother?]

"Yes."

[You look happy.]

'This is the perfect time to take over.'

Definitely the optimum time.

'You've seen Sidabari dry in real time for seven years with choreography. Well, you must be impressed that the son of a bitch who raised you to break his back alone is now in the right place.'

My mother turned the phone around again and turned her gaze.

"Uh, Hyun-Seok. Are you awake? Eat and wash quickly. I have to go to work."

My mother's smile sparkled.

I couldn't help but feel my heart fluttering with a face I didn't think I could see again.

"Yes."

I listened to Sousser, who was just getting up.

It tasted the same as before.

#

[But it's easier than I thought.]

Kim Chul Sunbae said on his way to the station.

[Just in time to take over.]

'Not really.'

Why?]

'If you look, I know.'

I entered the station. I felt my eyes flying around.

[What is this?]

The invisible ghosts were troublesome for others.

[Curiosity?]

'You got it right. The ratio is going to be half.'

[· · · · · ·.]

I went all the way to the conference room door.

A man with a hot beard was throwing up ten feces.

"What the hell are you doing? It's not a single-pole, it's not a mini-series, it's not a morning, it's a weekend at 10: 00. Ten o'clock on the weekend! Put the blue rookie here."

"Lee Hyun-seok PD has only seven years of choreography experience. What do you call a rookie? You're gonna do great."

"You're a big bullshitter, too. It's not an outsourcing, it's self-made. It's not right for this budget. It just means" screw it up. "I don't think the opponent should fight so hard, so I'm just going to lose!"

I hesitated for a moment. In becoming a party, it was a situation that began to get real.

But the man who threw up ten sides while I hesitated, Kim Jeon Gam PD found me first. He barely sinks his voice and hands.

"Ah, the PD is here. What are you doing, not coming in?"

When I opened the door, I saw Kim Jeon Gam PD with his face wide open and many people with bold expressions.

He was the head of the Drama Bureau 2 team, Chief Producer (CP), who talked to Kim Yeon-sens.

Compared to the face of Kim Yeon-sens PD, his face seemed rather dull.

"Welcome, Prefect. Have a seat."

I bowed my head and greeted him and sat down.

The boatmaster looked at me with a glorious face. It was almost like I was trying to stare.

Hm.

Wonderful.

I remember having a special aura from him before.

But I can hardly feel it now, whether it was an illusion or whether I was the same old age.

There was nothing in the memory that looked pretty big, but only a small middle-aged man who was struggling with it.

He said.

"Did you hear the explanation?"

"Yes."

"Yeah. Well, I'm sorry."

It was a tone that didn't feel as sorry as it did. It sounded more like I wanted to apologize to myself.

"As Kim PD said here, support is not going to work. I'm sorry about you, but things are a little bad, so I think I should try with what I've given you."

"Yes, I understand."

"Yes. I told you to put the budget in your place, so check it out and do your best."

"Yes."

"· · · · · ·."

A vague silence ensued for some time. Ship CP jaws.

"What are you doing? You're not going out?"

At that audacity, I almost laughed ridiculously.

On the other hand, Kim PD's face became more puzzled, even though it wasn't very funny.

That's what I decided to do right before the explosion.

"Yes, I understand."

Then I turned around and left the conference room. pretend that the ship CP doesn't even care about the burden. "Then the next agenda." I heard a voice saying,

I banged in the back, and I heard a loud banging at the desk. Subsequently, Kim Jeon Gam PD followed with a thumping sound.

He can't help but smack me in the back, and then I go, "Fuck!" And he walked forward with a loud voice.

Arriving at the break room, Kim Fiddy pulled two cans of Massillo juice from the vending machine. Handed me one. I grabbed the can while sitting next to the lounge chair.

Kim PD felt like Michelle had not been released.

"Son of a bitch. What are you planning to do without doing anything about the worst? What's with the CP?"