King of the Last Drama

"Even so!" KBC Living Like a Theatre The Original Audience.

Even in the headquarters of the Talkband, the voice of criticism grows louder.

Where are you going with the Starship, Earth Defense, and the brother who came back from the dead?

Along with the story, the likelihood is also the space, the corridor and the duckling.

The viewing rate of the 27th KRW seems to be close to 27%. · · · Is the Korean theatre okay?

"Look at that, Senior. Didn't I say this would work!"

[Hahaha! Yes, you're good! I'm an asshole!]

Me and Senior Kim Chul were laughing and looking down at the articles with a computer.

The audiences I was worried about were high traffic. You don't have a chance to tackle the next one.

[People are so crazy that they want to see where this is going.]

"That's the curtain, Senior. That's what last-minute drama is!"

The whole-hearted power of the shackleless keeper was indeed sweet.

It's outrageous, it's finalized, it's stimulating, it's running diagonally over the imagination.

Yeah, this is it. It tastes like this.

I felt a little tear.

Lee and Seo-yerin barely returned to normal trajectories beyond the skins of monsters.

· · · was long.

A message came to mind on the one hand.

"Live Like a Theatre" 27 paintings have ended. The results are aggregated. · · · · · ·

Done. Average viewing rate is 26.7%, and 78% of viewers consider the drama to be a block.

And I didn't stop there.

Drama screenings have changed due to external factors.

79% of current viewers consider "Live Like a Theatre" to be a barrier.

Correct. Currently, 80% of viewers consider Living Like a Theatre as a barrier.

I had a smile on my face without even knowing.

Torque Band There is only one external element that can raise the bar on a plate that has already left the main room.

Our allies have begun to move.

"Zhang Yeon-cheol PD is working on it."

[Arm. I trusted him! It wasn't easy to give up with those snake-like eyes.]

"I really do."

After seeing the figures, Kim Chul's mind became more relaxed.

It'll be 90 percent soon.

No, if you're good.

The phone rang as the thought was about to go through.

After confirming the number, I tilted my head. A number I don't know.

"Yes, I got a call."

It's me.

"· · · · · ·?"

A word without a base or an end.

Don't I know?

The opponent starts to irritate himself.

And I've heard it somewhere.

Oh, yeah.

#

98 inches of big TV.

And a spacious, lavish officetel that even those TVs look humble.

In it, the actor, Idona, narrows her eyebrows and focuses her gaze on the screen.

There is a dull bar in the screen.

The bartender who wiped the cup alone looked at the fine line and went back to the action he was doing.

"To Gimlet."

Tired of tone.

The bartender starts to move on the order of the fines.

Idona snorts as she watches.

"There's always no head for that. You knew the aliens couldn't win by themselves, right? What are we supposed to do, drop a statue like that?"

"Would it be that simple?"

The manager next to me was amazed.

"The opponent is not usually the enemy."

The manager's words were cut.

As soon as she received the cup, it was because she broke it.

As the manager was amazed, he grabbed the bartender's collar without hesitation.

Are you kidding me?

"Sorry, I got confused with the bottle.

Unlike an old bartender's face, which is so poisonous, nothing changes.

The manager closed his eyes in a sudden situation.

"What, did you put poison in it?"

"The poison will freeze to death."

Idona turned her nose fart.

"You closed up the ice climb. That's a Sledge Hammer."

"Sledge. What?"

"Kimlet made of vodka instead of gin."

"· · · What do you think of that?"

Idona had a very annoying look, but explained reluctantly.

"Well, not necessarily, but Kimlet tends to order when things are depressing or shitty."

"Why?"

"In Philippe Malo, don't you know? Detective? What Raymond Chandler wrote?"

"· · · · · ·."

The manager was silent and Idona sighed.

"Anyway, Kimlet is like that, but Sledge Hammer means something like that."

"Ah."

"The protagonist is suffering, and he's got something like that, or he's gonna get mad, right?"

Then the manager opened his eyes in a convincing and resilient manner.

"Wait, you put that scene in because you thought about it all?"

"Of course I am."

"No, who knows that without an explanation? Usually it's poisoned like me, or the protagonist's got anger control."

"I know a lot about this organized bar."

Idona snorts.

"And you didn't know? That's kind of you. That damn drama is so exciting for someone who only knows him. And whether you understood it or not, I explained it, and I just walked by."

The manager closed his eyes.

"· · · a curtain."

"It's an opening! It's a useless performance and a crazy story with a scene!"

Idona was annoyed.

But within days, I frowned and fell into thought.

"It's kind of weird, by the way. I've never shown it so openly."

Until then, the fine and elaborate abdominal and back lines had disappeared beyond the 25th arrowhead.

And it's a much less organized, rougher, more head-on scene than it has been in the last two years.

The manager swallowed the saliva.

"· · · Daffield?"

"Don't bullshit me."

Tastes are similar.

By way of analogy, I feel that a disciple who knew nothing had learned from the teacher over his shoulders and had dreamed of it alone.

'No way.'

Idona shakes her head with a smile. This is a development so close to irrational numbers. The slump must be here, too.

"Stop it, brother.

Within a few hours, a man who was trying to tear the fight apart appeared.

"You're an extender. Let's do it properly.

"Somehow. You knew him.

She snorts and lowers her neck.

The bartender lowers his head deeply and begins to move again.

This time the right gimlet is placed in front of Chongqiang.

A shabby old face is overlapped with the heavy face of the younger brother sitting next to him.

You won't answer me if I ask you if you're alive?

"If you cooperate with us, you'll know everything.

Zebra bites his lips.

"You killed Seung Ho.

Yes.

And I killed him once.

Yes.

My brother bit a cigarette and lit it.

At the same time, he took a pistol out of his natural arms and placed it in front of the cliff.

The bartender is still wiping the cup.

"You have the right to revenge. If you need it, you can do it now.

· · · · · ·.

I don't know why, but he's the only one who buys those monsters' favors. The HQ thinks it's worth changing the value of the brother-in-law for all of us. Shoot me and kill me, and I won't say a word.

Wouldn't you rather be glad that it was cheap?

Choke.

He raises his gun as if he had waited.

However, the younger brother does not flatter you, but emits smoke.

But I want you to be patient a little bit.

Are you planning on begging?

No, because dying here is just a dog's death.

My brother smiles with his head down.

"To feed that alien bitch one shot, I got one share of the floor, and it's just so unfair to die, brother. At least use it as a bullet.

· · · · · ·.

The eyes of the cliff become thinner.

The trigger slowly gains power.

My brother is still laughing.

Tang!

The expression did not change even when the bullet touched his ear.

Blood that flows roughly.

Shakespeare closed his eyes.

The guy doesn't use a gun.

Then let's say we get psycho kicked.

The bartender puts the Stinger in the glass before him.

"It was still open today."

Idona fills her tongue as soon as she sees the advertisement coming out without a trailer.

"I can't believe that one's got such a high viewing rate."

However, there is no such thing as old age in the bathrooms.

When I first saw "Like a play", Idona, who had broken three phones, seemed to give up halfway when "My daughter's son's mother" plummeted to one digit.

And as a manager I've known for a long time, I didn't have a partner because I'm uncomfortable with that reaction.

He said quietly as he was pondering.

"Probably won't be long."

"What?"

Idona frowns.

The manager was right. I wanted to.

"The viewers aren't responding very well. There's an assessment that KBC has gone too far."

It was true until here.

"Some trajectory modification will be unavoidable. Lee Hyun-seok PD, who was thinking about it, said that he would refrain eventually."

Here, it was a so-called brain physique that was mixed with hope and prediction.

"Once that moment dies,"

I still have a chance.

The manager swallowed his horse the moment he tried to say so.

It was because Idona's ugly face was slightly different from what he had thought.

She reached out her hand.

"Give me your number."

"What number?"

"That Fiddy Number! You know!"

The voice was so cool that the manager took out his phone in a chilly mood.

And Idona pressed the number without hesitation.

"It's me."

"Don't I know? Does it make sense that I don't know that I'm holding a megaphone in South Korea?"

"That's right, Idona."

The manager didn't even think about stopping Moore, but his eyes were full.

"Dialogue, and I'll give you one word. Don't mind the bullshit the other idiots are saying."

"These idiots are idiots. I need more explanation!"

"Anyway, I really don't think I'm going to do this because I've got that much work open. If you're going to run, run to the end. You knew, right?"

"If you get really chewy, I'll be in your drama!"

"I don't need money! I'm just getting out of here! You know what?"

The phone was thrown on the couch.

Walk as you like, cut off as you like, and be strong.

The manager looks disappointed.

Barely sober, he opens his mouth carefully.

"Donna, you must be that drama."

"No, so be quiet."

"· · · · · ·."

#

[· · · · · ·.]

Silence passed.

I stood idle for a while with a unilaterally hung up phone.

"What is this crazy bitch?"

Kim Chul said he kept his silence.

[· · · First of all, I was going to cheer.]

"To someone who doesn't have a one-sided vision?"

[Idona used to be a little bit. People aren't bad.]

This is not a bad attitude. The belly mastery must be very fashionable.

[Don't do that. I really would have done it in good faith.]

I was forced to do the same because Kim Chul Sunbae rarely made up again and again.

Let's get it.It looks like you've got a sickness to say something like that.

Hm.

By the way, Idona.

Though it was an outrageous situation, let's go. I moved my mind.

The same face as the disaster of the transfer has already been confirmed. But that doesn't mean you can't write an actor without acting.

I don't think it's a good idea for the next one.

[· · · She is also curious, so I don't think it would be appropriate for the inflatable PD, and I don't think it will be evaluated.]

"You went to school because you were too tired for the high season."

[That's why he's out of specifications.]

While I was having that conversation, the phone rang again.

Fortunately, this time it was Park Min Ho from the CG team.

It's a voice full of excitement.

Hey PD! You're done! It's over! Wow!

"· · · Well done."

Beyond the phone, I laughed at the festive atmosphere.

Now we can take 90 percent.