King of the Last Drama

"Non-regular meetings? For what?"

"Why, because of you."

Jung Minjae – Lee Hyun-seok's right arm or a different choreography breathed.

"Thanks to the PD meeting, I got frowned too."

The woman who was fixing makeup with her hand mirror – the movement of Essence PD paused.

I'm staring at my brother.

"Why? He's trying to change you again?"

"Oh, my sister. I'm not the leader of the Barracks team, I'm convening a strong director. And you think he's gonna be the one to change your mind right now?"

"· · · Yes, of course."

An essence that growled like a tiger turned its gaze back to the mirror as if satisfied.

"With that ridiculous budget and talent pool, I caught the Hong Ji-ho's eighth year of PD, and if I could dig it up, I wouldn't be a human!"

In the end, the station is also a company. The right to speak and power is inevitably proportional to performance.

No matter how eye-catching you are, you can't say anything to a PD who has achieved ridiculous Giant Killing.

"Living Like a Theatre" was the beginning of the 15th edition, and it was the beginning of a high-tech series.

Yesterday, the viewership rate of the 18-piece broadcast exceeded 20%.

Hongji's "Zec Moon" viewing rate is still threatening, as is 17%, while Idona's "My Daughter's Son and My Mother" is 9.8%, and has collapsed without a 10-percentile lead.

"That's what's really great."

Minjae shakes his head.

"If you did that much, you'd be happy to fly, right? But the day after he caught MBS, he frowned and came out."

There was no way to know the inner lining, so the voice was filled with wonder and awe.

Her sister, who didn't know the inner lining, nodded with admiration.

"I'm sure you won't be alarmed. I'll catch up with you when I'm done."

"That's easy to say, but I really wanted to be human."

"That can't be right."

Essence smiled a little.

"You can do it because you're a senior."

Once upon a time, while everyone was blindfolded by absurdity, he was the only one who could shout it was not right.

"· · · · · ·."

A moment of silence passed.

My brother asked.

"Didn't you draw the line before?"

"· · · No."

"Just do the right thing. Let's draw a line on the pumpkin!"

#

Despite quite a time, the two arrived in the conference room at a fairly sluggish time.

Essence erased the makeup and fixed it, which is why he wasted his time.

Normally, it would be a good thing to get a snowflake, but nothing happened. Speaking of meetings, this was a celebration or something.

"Haha, Prefect! I knew you'd do it!"

Director Kang Gil-su laughed and hit Lee Hyun-seok's back.

Jung Jae Min-jae said in a small voice, "You must have done that." I was sarcastic.

Who doesn't know that the Acting Commander was just a P.P. He was implicitly sympathetic to kicking Lee Hyun-seok out?

It was also a public comment that the reason why the Mini-Series level plan, "Live Like a Theatre", was to defraud the responsibilities of premature screening for viewing.

When the subject came to fruition, I couldn't help but frown as I quickly confiscated my face.

I would have stitched up the position of director because I could put iron sheets around it.

"I saw you so much, I shrugged my shoulders! You did a great job."

"Thank you."

Aside from the laughing director, Lee Hyun-seok's face was covered.

The hardened glans are closer than the slender ones, and if you look carefully, they are slightly wrinkled. When someone looks at it, they think the drama is ruined.

I'm trying to keep my peace of mind.

"My writer, you've done a great job. Please stay tuned."

"Yes? Yes."

Somewhere in here, I see someone else, and the girl who was rolling her eyes winks and bows her head.

After shaking hands with the director, he hides behind Lee Hyun-seok and notices. It is gradually passive in nature.

Essence sneezed.

"Is he the writer?"

"Yes."

"· · · The image is a little different from what I thought."

"We feel the most distressing."

Jung Minjae smiles.

The girl who saw the manuscript that fell from Contest 1 and that Lee Hyun-Sook came to scout herself.

It was nothing more than laughter at the time. Bae Jae-yun PD said, "He's a good writer for shaking directors."

But who can come and do it now?

The hottest thing on this side recently is Lee Hyun-seok PD, and the third one is that of the writer.

It's rare for a 20-year-old to be a drama writer. It's not surprising that a teenager can even shoot this much from the start.

"Well, it's still on the Internet."

"Because you and I have a different perspective."

Most viewers turned the weakness of "Live Like a Theatre" to the performance of Lee Hyun-seok or Lee Hyun-seok's performance.

Extremely, there is even an assessment that the two of them packed up a five-minute opening story.

Broadcasting officials, however, were usually more focused on the maintenance side.

Though there was a great deal of detail and transfer, it was in the judgement that the power of the scenario could not be ignored to keep up with the viewing rate.

· · · Of course, the main reason is that you are an easy opponent to subtract.

"Hahaha, you're going crazy."

Director Kang Gil-su laughed.

"Because I cast an anonymous god, I brought Hanyumi-go and an anonymous writer here. It's just you!"

Essence in the form of a letter is a subject that says "Ziegrowima." "and died.

Director Kang Gil-su clapped and gathered his gaze.

"Here we go. And the reason why we're gathering you today is because we're all guessing, You know, in many ways, our Lee Hyun-seok PD has not been properly supported. So I'm going to take this opportunity to make up for that."

"· · · · · ·?"

Mostly puzzling hues. You really think that's it?

The dormant CP coughed.

"Commissioner, I have to support you, but you don't have to call all this up to the meeting."

"Oh, really."

The director turned his gaze, ignoring Jimjit Barrier.

"Right now. The boss wants to see you, so get ready for me around 2: 00 tomorrow."

"Got it."

"· · · · · ·!"

Her complexion changed.

At the same time, the surroundings also began to flourish. There was a mix of persuasion and fear.

In other words, the boss himself instructed me to push Lee Hyun-seok.

The conviction was the president's direct instruction, so he had to pretend to do whatever the meeting was, and the panic was the fear that a one-on-one conversation with the president, not even a dizzy CP, would come down to the one-on-one PD.

I can't believe it was a fallen river duck until a few months ago.

If it's natural, it might be natural.

The Fallen River Orial is a planning team, and he jumped alone looking for a writer, looking for an actor, and shooting at his performance.

Planning, Eyesight, Movement

Bong PD is a big annual pile of people, no, the happy backpacker CP himself is going to be tough, so you might want to confront him.

Few Lee Hyun-seok's side, including Kim Jeon Gam PD, were able to hide the blur even in the middle of a shaking.

The director stared at Jim's courier.

"So, what did you say?"

"· · · Nothing. I'm sorry."

"You know, it's hard to be human."

Director Kang Myung-soo, who dismissed me with a glance to stop talking nonsense, laughed at a good person.

"All right, let's get started."

#

I usually knew that "Living like a play" was an unsupported work.

However, anyone who had actually seen the budget and execution history could not shake their heads.

There were even those who laughed at the madness.

"· · · Less than a tenth of the competing works, this."

"It's a miracle we came all this way."

I saved as much as I could in the A/L as I could around the two of you, so this wasn't a 10: 00 weekend drama.

Of course, Inama also sent Yoon Seung-hoon CP to Seo Soo-hyun's rice, but in the end, the dimension is different from the case where the right investments are made from planning.

With this reaction, even the dizzy director couldn't help but cough.

"Ship Team Leader. Didn't you have to take care of this in advance with the planning team?"

"· · · Sorry. I will correct it."

Of course, I shifted all my responsibilities.

The belly motive bites her lips and heads down.

"I want you to put a little extra effort into the advertising department, and I'm going to make a budget somehow."

The meeting was a cruise, not someone else, and the director himself was participating.

At the conclusion of the budget, the subject naturally moved to drama itself.

"From now on, what drives the viewership is the confrontation between Jung Jung and Han-support."

Director Kang Gil-su handed over the scenario and said:

Despite being rotten, Junchi also had the least eye sight as far up as his current position, building on his PD performance.

"At the moment, yes."

"Hmm."

The dormant CP, who noticed, read the director's planting.

"Why don't you increase this a little bit, this PD?"

"· · · increase?"

"Yes! If you need an extension, go ahead."

"· · · · · ·."

The peasant said willingly.

Director Kang Gil-su nods. Lee Hyun-seok, on the other hand, narrowed his glans to a small extent.

"Let's put the car chase, or something like that in the budget and make it a little fancy."

Maintenance grabbed Lee Hyun-seok's clothes with anxious eyes.

It may sound reasonable, but it doesn't matter.

Lee Hyun-seok's share in "Living Like a Theatre" is 100 percent, according to the station.

Absolutely. I barely got any help and jumped alone.

But this is not surprising, either as Director Kang Gil Soo or as an Excited CP. It is therefore necessary to somehow bring in a stake.

To some extent, they have something to say if they are able to put on the crafting. It's a habit that can reverse if you do well.

This is the first edition of the budget. Psychologically, I'd be forced to take this kind of opinion.

Lee Hyun-Seok was worried about wrinkling her glabella.

The boatmaster smiled with a whimsical smile.

"While assessing or maintaining the viewing rate or phenomenon, slow down the soft landing."

"There is no maintenance of the phenomenon."

The instant left eye blinked.

The attitude of Lee Hyun-seok suddenly changed.

With a rude attitude like cutting a pumpkin, CP's mouth was cracked open and the face of the strong director was also cracked.

I look up at my face, even if I can't help it from behind.

Lee Hyun-suk slowly said again.

"Hey!"

In front of everyone who looked at the crowned junior, the peacock was about to burst into heat and spit out the humiliation.

But I swallowed my horse without knowing.

Lee Hyun-suk's eyes were burning, which had been quietly locked throughout the meeting.

A faint glimpse of madness in it makes you look like someone who's been killed in a soap opera.

Originally, the pressure was added to the harsh impression, so even the dizzy belligerents were overwhelmed for a moment and could not open their mouths.

Lee Hyun-Sook gently grinds his teeth as if the battle center were going to move forward.

"You can climb, you can fall. But we can't keep the phenomenon."

"· · · · · ·."

"That's a waste of time. There's no time to waste."

Silence passed.

And even though Amman was a bad actor, he was very persuasive when he saw CP coming in front of the director.

That's a lunatic, or a jerk.

That's the kind of guy that could do the same thing.

And it's great, but still, it's top nothin '.

"Awesome."

[Whew.]

There was only one exception.