King of the Last Drama

"I've got a problem with my costume! Come here!"

"This PD doesn't have screen space like this! Please narrow down the set!"

"Where's the gimbal? Hey, why don't you run to this cramped place? Don't you think you're being straight with him?"

After finishing recording, Eun Sol, who used to wear a bunch of troupes asking if he could not visit the scene, became tired of seeing the scene running around.

"Can I really go in?"

"It's okay. PD gave me permission in advance."

Yumi made a silver-toothed toothbrush out of the ordinary.

Unlike the youngest Ara, who is laughed at by Barack Obama when the numbers are really wrong, Eun Sol was usually shriveled when it came to him.

"Excuse me."

Only the sound of a mosquito moves with one voice.

Secondly, the atmosphere of tension was potent, even if Zuri didn't have to do it internally.

"I thought the studio shoot was nothing compared to the outdoors."

Yumi is real. It's a common misunderstanding.

"On the contrary, Eun Sol. Many of you think it's more difficult to shoot a studio than Loche."

Unlike a location shoot where only one camera is well controlled, the studio has many cameras. Conti is twisted and it is not easy to consolidate old staff who are younger.

"So the young PDs usually say that you prefer Loche a lot. Lee Hyun-seok PD is also a great reason."

The nearest filmmaker often grumbled that the baton PD was more than 10 years old.

And the fierce one was talking to someone.

"So this scene doesn't have a good image line, so I'll continue with the editing later."

"Yes, I understand!"

"So once you go out to the full shot, Mr. Yumi?"

Yumi nodded in surprise. The two brothers also bowed their heads more quickly, following the notice.

"Sorry! I didn't mean to interrupt."

"It's okay. It's almost over."

Lee Hyun-suk raised his head.

Silver soles and zucchini flickered in a heavy atmosphere with a large height and a slightly cold impression.

Although I reviewed Torque Band in advance, what I actually saw was different.

"Well, these are the people."

"Oh, my brothers. Say hello."

The two of them bowed their heads. This greeting was repeated thousands of times during his debut.

"Hello! Aeriz Eun Sol 'nidot!"

"State, Zuri."

However, Nsol made a picsary, and when he got to Zuri, he couldn't even hear what he was saying because he was crawling in.

Lee Hyun-suk nods as if he remembers.

"Oh, and by the way, today was a recording. You decided to put it in fushi?"

"Yes."

"That's too bad. Again and again, I wanted all four of you to appear in person."

It's not empty words. It's a pity. I feel like Joo-ri and Eun-sol are making fun of me too.

"And I don't think there's one."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I was going to say hello, but Ara went back first because he was ashamed."

When I saw my big sister, my two brothers opened their mouths.

Lee Hyun-suk nods.

"Anyway, it's nice to meet you. It's the first time I've actually seen you. I'm sorry to meet you for being a little objectionable."

"Oh, no! Just give me anything!"

"You rescued us all who were ruined! I've always wanted to thank you!"

Lee Hyun-suk bowed his head and bowed.

"Well, be comfortable. I don't know if you mean acting like Yumi, but if you look at it, it might help."

"· · · · · ·."

Two girls had dark eyes.

Ara, who is wearing a bean, smiles a second time and looks different.

This much surprisingly?

"Brother! Writer Seo-yerin sent you the final script!"

"Are you coming?"

Lee Hyun-suk paused to check the script.

"· · · · · ·."

And the two girls, who followed in their expressions, Hick and retreated without my knowledge.

#

Hanyumi and his two brothers, who had always said hello, woke up.

I think I just came to say hello politely.

No, that's not the problem right now.

[Awesome.]

Kim Chul Sunbae sighed again as he watched the script.

[I can't believe I reinterpreted that crazy trot swarm all the way up here and made it a scene to see! Hyun-seok, you have a really great writer.]

'· · · Why don't you think about measures when you admire them?'

The more I looked, the darker I felt.

The point of the trot scene I originally planned was that I could put two barriers in one basket.

The first is the awkwardness of starting to sing all of a sudden in such a horribly serious atmosphere that an important person dies.

And the second thing is that the song is called Trottra.

However, Seo-yerin and Kyung-ah, who were hesitant, somehow saved the first one.

Amman baseball is a pitcher, and drama is a writer's play, but this is too much to do.

Kim Chul Sunbae is dead.

[It's the seed you sowed, how many fines are there.]

'Who would have imagined that?'

After confirming the script, I came to the editorial room to see Trot after the recording. If the first one was blocked, it was right to make the most of the second one.

But it is.

[I don't know about songs, but you sang this well?]

'· · · right.'

I should have expected Seo Jintae's music director to look very blurry.

Oh, my God.

I straightened my head.

No, this is the Trojan that the members of the Girls' Group in their early 20s called. I could put it on BGM right now.

I don't know how to do this. Did you practice at night with a professional trainer?

[Both eyes 1 and 2 are blocked.]

'· · · · · ·.'

What do you think? Can we throw 90 percent away with this?

I was locked in trouble.

Do you want to take the scene out? No, the static atmosphere in the trot that goes into Acapella will make it better.

Requesting revisions to the script? There is no reason.

I don't see any pointy numbers.

· · · As of now, at least there are two possible ways.

How many "Planet Girls" did you get last time? '

[Chuckles]]

Eight? No. Nine? Put them up at the same time. '

[Hold on, Hyun-seok. Wait a minute!]

Why did Senior Kim Chul get caught in the crossfire?

[How many angry people are you going to throw so hard? Calm down. Let's calm down and be cool!]

I tilted my head.

'· · · Isn't this safe enough?'

[Strike out, motherfucker! I'd rather do that!]

"Senior?"

Kim Chul changed his face.

[Yes. You'd better leave it to me, Hyun-seok.]

I closed my eyes.

What are you planning to do? Do you have any cemeteries? '

[I'd rather be than you.]

Kim Chul Sunbae snorted.

[In the first place, I use the means to go back to Bing, so I have a problem. You want to embarrass the viewers? It's simple, isn't it? It's a matter of mixing the scene and the song, so you can drop it to the choreography.]

'Oh · · · · · ·.'

I don't know what you're talking about, but first I hit the right ball.

Senior puts up a nosebleed.

[You might think you're just missing my bottom line, but it's not real exhaustion. It makes you see what the audience doesn't want to see, and it doesn't make you see what you want to see.]

Ohh · · · · ·.

Very confident.

That's the image of director Kim Chul, who was my idol before.

I couldn't help but feel like a storm.

I think I'm going to cry a little.

'Got it! I'll leave it all to you! I will follow as you wish!'

[Uh? Uh? It doesn't have to be everything, and you have a little opinion.]

'I'm sure you do, Senior!'

[Is he coming? Leave it to me!]

#

Parent restroom a few weeks later.

Hong Ji Ho and Idona sat far away and watched the last of 42 paintings.

Ever since the 30th century, there have been no major disturbances due to the reunion of the Liverpool Bridge.

They just focused their eyes on the bloody man's mouth inside the screen.

Brother, can you get something out of my pocket? I don't feel calm, so I need to listen to a song.

· · · · · ·.

Chongqiang quietly searched his brother's arms. But after searching, it's already shattered.

The younger brother who sees it makes a bitter laugh.

You're not lucky. Two deaths and a life without music.

Cleavage only narrows the glans and does not answer.

Intermittent interval.

"Brother."

Speak up.

"Sing me a song.

The camera shines a tapered eye.

Isn't he going to die now? Please give me a hug.

Forgot? You're my enemy.

And now he's getting shot and dying instead of you. Don't you agree that you can pay off your remaining debts?

· · · · · ·.

KillKillidae looks down on his younger brother and still looks faceless.

However, there is a faint current in the face. Above the eyes, Arlene's emotions are gloomy and her lips tighten.

Neither my dead husband nor Lee Gwangjin had ever been so high with Sanghai. The hours are pouring down with the gaze of the sun.

"I'm obscured by this theory, and Hanyumi is really good at acting."

Hong Ji Ho said in a tone that was not excessive.

"Just like that."

Rarely, Idonado was favourably evaluated.

I couldn't help but spit something out.

As two actors, it was a deep emotional line that required self-control.

"I can't sing.

"Yes? Do you record?"

I just don't know.

How many songs do you still know? I don't care if you're agitated or anything, so call me.

He says, "I can't believe it."

"If it's the Trot my mother used to call.

Trotrani!

My brother, who laughed at me, vomits blood.

Well, that's it. Call me, brother.

· · · · · ·.

"It's hard to talk. Please call me.

Let me ask you one thing. I killed Seung Ho.

Of course I did it.

The man's eyes are clear.

The woman who saw it bites her lips and opens her mouth.

In the absence of a single background sound, a trot composed of an uncircumcised band resonates.

The younger brother smiles and murmurs and does not move any more.

Chongqiang remained alone. But I don't stop singing while I'm shaking.

The song continues, and the face of the cliff slowly begins to feel like the bank has fallen.

Idonado, who was watching, was swallowed by his emotions and could not open his mouth.

And it was that moment.

There were a few shadows in the spaceship hall where no one was present, and the songs began to overlap.

Second window, third window, again fourth window.

Endlessly, the song is filled with melodies, followed by constructed trot fingers.

"· · · · · ·??"

"· · · · · ·???"

The madness of Hong Ji Ho and Idona could not be said to have been swallowed up by the emotional line until then.

The two of them open their mouths in dullness.

"What is this?"

At the end, Hong Ji Ho said with a frozen face.

"Lee Hyun-Seok, this man, we have a curtain, so let's make a real curtain drama?!"

Idona pales her face and then starts to blush.

But that emotional release was also brief.

The screen has changed.

The camera starts to move according to the beat of the song.

No, it's not really moving, but it feels that way somehow.

It doesn't really seem like much, but it's moving very naturally.

But somehow I couldn't take my eyes off two seasoned actors in that simple scene.

And finally, the screen started to split.

In the ensuing scene, the two actors' mouths were blurred.

How long has it been?

5 minutes? 10 minutes? No, maybe less than a minute.

"Yes, this song." You can always sing that song at this moment.

"I can't call you anything else.

So I think you're real.

And in between, apparently, the words of support caught in the camera seeped like background music.

#

▶ Living like a theatre In 42 paintings, the viewers are 'shocked' and the critics are 'shocked'.

▶ Kim Chul-chul from Varangian thought of the overwhelming choreography, footage, and bending his knees to get the momentum?

▶ Naturally hidden in the choreography. How many times do you have a penis? When did the real thing disappear?

▶ SF Authority, Lloyd Gonzalez posted an apology on SNS · · · 'I don't know. I'm sorry' 'I still don't understand, but I know it's outside my bowl'

▶ Why should it be a Trot? Countless divided opinions.

I stopped reading the article and looked in the message box next to me.

"Living Like a Theatre" 42-piece screening has ended. The results are aggregated. · · · · · ·

Done. The average viewing rate is 34.1%, and the proportion of viewers who think of the drama as a block is 29%.

I stared sideways.

"· · · Senior."

Kim Chul Sunbae is in the water.

[· · · well, I worked hard. I worked really hard, Hyun-seok. You know what?]

"· · · · · ·."

[· · · · · · was wrong.]

043 Upon piling up, the end of Tae San (4)