King of the Last Drama

Park Ji-yun, the casting director, scratches the nostrils.

"Well, I know you're short on budget, but, baby, are you sure this is okay?"

It is an assessment that came from the cast cast cast cast cast.

"Choi Do-jin was unlucky, but he didn't get a chance, so even if he said it was okay, would he transfer to the anonymous Idol group who challenged him for the first time? He's never heard of it."

"It's okay. It's a line that you and I have chosen to think about in our own way."

Exactly one plus prestigious director ghost.

"· · · Yes."

Park Ji-yun assured me that I was a PD, so I was able to shake my head.

[If you come out, you'll know.]

"Cancer."

Since Choi Do-jin had Poten in the first place, he is cool with a piece that will be shown in a year. It's nothing more than a prefetch.

Thank you, Director! I'll do my best!

Even the damned Amman drama will be starring for the first time, and the best are burning down their motivation. It will do more than basic.

[Aeriz Hanyumi is also going to grow up in smoke around next year. Auditions aren't so bad right now.]

You can count on the support of the same group of kids. '

[First of all, I liked to be able to fuel my car.]

Senior smiled face to face.

"· · · · · ·?"

Park Ji-yun coughs as much as he sees me laughing at the air.

"I really appreciate your weight, so I want you to stay as focused as you can. You may find it difficult, but..."

"Well, that would be fine. There are a lot of actors who are interested."

"Yes?"

Park Ji-yun's names such as Seol Yong, Jung Tae-soo, and Choi Sun-young were all surprisingly more performers than I imagined.

What's wrong with them?

"Honey, do you have any friends with Writer Seo Soo-hyun?"

"· · · No."

"That's weird. It's all your division."

Park Ji-yun looked at me very carefully, so I tried to manage my expression.

"Anyway, good. It'll be almost over in a week."

I walked down the hall with Park Ji-yun in a rather embarrassing mood.

Of course, the only string between me and Seo Soo-hyun is Seo-yerin.

· · · Totally unimaginable, so I couldn't be touched a bit.

I told you because Jia doesn't look so good, not PD.

Calling, Seo-yerin said coolly.

The first vibe was awkward and the two of them became quite intimate one day.

It seems that Keeping up with Seo-yerin's imperative, he repeated his calls and messages, literally sticking together.

I'm working with her, so please pay attention to her face. Teenagers are sensitive to that.

"Yes, thank you very much."

I'll buy something later.

And, uh, the production team's rumors are bad, but you know what?

"Yes?"

· · · No. If you don't know, that's fine.

Tuck, and I hung up.

[What, I'm afraid not.]

Kim Chul Senior grumbled annoyingly.

#

The casting is complete and the script lead date has been caught.

On the same day, I headed to the scene about two hours early.

"Ah, brother!"

But Kee came sooner than that.

"What are you doing here so early? Useless."

"I'm so excited. I didn't even sleep last night in the first place."

Maintenance laughed.

I also glimpsed that tension in the face of saying 'Expectations'.

His writing is just a single piece, but when he goes into the shoot, it becomes an epic shared by numerous actors.

It has to be the same as expectation, or the same size of anxiety.

No one will carry it instead. It's the writer's burden everywhere.

"It's going to be okay."

"Ah."

I raised my hand reflectively and stroked my head to a halt.

Kids don't like these things these days.

"Yes, I will!"

· · · It looks like you're smiling at bash, so it looks good.

I don't know what you're pushing.

As I shrugged my shoulders, the actors started stepping in one by one.

"Ah, hello!" Aeriz "Hanyumi-junidot!"

Han Yumi, who will be the heroine, bowed her head and greeted her with a deep greeting and said, "Picsari!

A man stands restless after blushing his face and not knowing what to do. He's just a novice manager.

"Nice to meet you. But I'm not from the Aeriz Group, so all you have to do is say your name."

"Sin, sorry."

"No, not until you're sorry."

Keep your head down. Drop your glasses to find the nest.

I'm tired of looking at the balance of my glasses, barely picking them up.

· · · You don't have to play a character in a drama, that's it.

"Thank you very much."

Soon after, the best men to be the southern protagonists came in. It is not a very solid year, but it is a tense mood for the first big role.

"Hello."

He then greets with a delicate expression and comes in and takes his place.

I couldn't help but laugh at the comforting attitude of coming to the local salon.

The manager bows his head and follows behind him.

The mid-sized actors then filled the vacancy. Fortunately, there was no perception.

I stood up from my seat. Those who sat around a long conference room table focused their gaze on my face.

"Nice to meet you. This is Lee Hyun-seok PD, who will play" Live Like a Theatre "."

The small applause burst out.

"Well, you know, I'll just leave it out. I think this is a masterpiece."

I put down the file I was holding and faced the stare.

"And starting with the writer, we have two new actors."

Faced with his eyes, Lee laughed and Hanyumi replied, "Yes," in a voice that seemed to crawl in half.

"And the work that's going to compete with us is, what, millions and billions of units of production, all the names of actors, all that stuff. two of them, too."

"· · · · · ·."

"Well, I'm actually kind of embarrassed to call it a competition. It's just not an opponent. So that's the soldering, and that's why superzebras like me and you are here."

I purposely sighed and spoke.

"You shouldn't be the opponent anyway. That's a natural fact."

Silence again.

"Still, it's an assessment of the work itself, isn't it? Even if you don't get the viewing rate right now, those who watch rebroadcasts or VODs later, this is a good work, and the goal is to reap the beauty of Yooseong, which can be rumored."

Take a look around.

It's mostly convincing, understandable, or confident.

In the case of Hanyumi, the face seems to be a little brighter.

"This is our station's opinion."

But, one.

"I am of the opinion: · · · · ·."

Only one person, Lee Seo-man, was staring at me without blinking.

It was a straightforward gaze that even felt like staring at a handmade woman.

Was this the way it used to be? I didn't remember very well.

But even now, the fact that no one else is persuading me to be a sun-kissed chick has made something stronger.

I banged my desk and hit it down. The sun chicks who were closing their eyes raised their heads in astonishment.

"But anyway, it's PD who oversees the work, and it's me. And, well, I'm not as interested in the sound as I am in the completion of my work."

It wasn't before.

"High completeness. Friendly commentary, a masterpiece, or a masterpiece. And a couple of years later, on an Internet bulletin board, I said," That was a great piece of work. "Good. Of course, good."

Such a novel. Or a comic book, or anything else.

The writers who produce them deserve to be respected and they are proving their worth.

"But that's secondary to the value of drama."

The viewing rate alone. Only a small number of viewers are of dramatic value.

No matter how absurd the story may be, it will be right as long as you record a high viewing rate, no matter how bizarre all sorts of strange-looking the characters appear.

The Ultimate Bar Drama

That was what I always wanted to make, leaving behind my old masterpiece of fortune and having to write a eulogy with gallbladder chewing.

In the past, the criticism of the "Jewelry Box in the Research Journal" was favourable. Although the performance is not prominent, it is not awkward and in choreography and stories it is said to be a flawless masterpiece.

However, the viewing rate did not come out.

Competitive works should not be better. Rather, both works were too busy to insult the actors who used the plot and the outdated choreography.

However, the viewing rate came out.

In the end, it was like that.

I wanted to stay on the station.

It was good to be insulted. I wanted to eat it to a large number of people even if I ate it.

"I'm going to win. Please follow me with the same thought."

Silence descended.

[· · · · · ·.]

Kim Chul sunbae kept his eyes closed.

The actors also faced each other with a slightly embarrassing color.

When Seo Soo-hyun was pushed by the writer to join him as a merry-go-round, they frowned openly.

In the midst of such uncomfortable silence.

"Yes."

Someone said.

"I'll follow you to the Star Country."

It was a nonsense.

It was even as bold as reading a language book.

At that moment, everyone burst into laughter.

The actor who held the boat and laughed shouted.

"Haha, yes! I'll follow you all the way to Star Country. It's good to have a young man!"

"Yeah, there's something I can't do. I was a bad mask for Hong Ji Ho during his high season."

"Brother, if you're old, you live a decent life. Don't try to manipulate history because it's just young kids."

"What?!"

The atmosphere was gently relaxed for a moment.

The party who took out the horse also smiled at it.

"· · · · · ·."

And she stared quietly at him with an unknown expression.