King of the Last Drama

As always, Diego wasn't as helpful as his eyes.

"Hey, Diego. Do you understand what I'm trying to say?"

Of course, my friend. We are not eccentric!

"· · · · · ·."

The pronunciation of 'eccentricity' made me feel even worse.

After all, I spent the night alone studying the script of the 28th painting. But I didn't feel like a star spike.

"Is it true that the friend you knew was your father?"

[· · · Abyss There is another Abyss.]

Kim Chul Sunbae sighed.

After such a twitchy night, the uninvited man was occupying his place with his face in the office. I felt tired and weighted.

Idona made a blatant impression as soon as she saw my face.

"You look like a demon who just got out of hell."

"I'm sorry I don't have a mirror here."

Idona hums, snorts. Park Jintae, who was pouring coffee next to me, smiled bitterly.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm not here to see you. I'm here to see the chief."

"You do."

So I sat in the chair and leaned. Idona stares at me with such petty eyes.

With a frowny face, I could only say that, but the tone I came to protest was strong. Hiding the famous Wu Gun to himself seemed to be a frustration.

I reluctantly opened my mouth, ignoring it for a while.

"Why do you take it so well as Adriv?"

"· · · well received?"

"That's a good assessment."

Most of you will be surprised to hear it, but the scene that came out of the 28th painting was the first complete scene that didn't go through a retake.

Idona's improvisation in a situation where she had no idea of the situation caught up perfectly with the famous friend who had undergone hundreds of exercises secretly.

It was not surprising to me that I was trying to get a moderate amount of editorial sauce. I guess I saw Idona clumsily again.

However, his face was further distorted.

"That wasn't smoke."

"Yes?"

"It wasn't an act."

· · · Is it a good answer?

I don't know what the hell you're talking about. I showed you the perfect Yun Ga-yeon.

As the atmosphere became awkward, Park Jintae stumbled.

"Here we go, Donna. You didn't do anything you couldn't do as a director, did you?"

"At least I didn't think I'd cheat the scene I was playing."

Well, I became somewhat distressed. When you say "cheated," that's why you're a little overreacting, isn't it?

"If I knew, I could have done that."

"· · · Donna."

It was strange that Park Jintae looked at me with a difficult face. As usual, he seemed to have something to help him when he mediated appropriately.

I decided to take a moderate step back from Park Jin Tae's body.

"Mr. Idona. If the planting is broken, I apologize."

"· · · · · ·."

Idona's eyebrows twitched.

"I'm trying to make my own pole, but I'm not going to deny having a little prank in it."

"· · · Yes."

I noticed that Idonado was a little loose in my posture. I saw Park Jintae sigh of relief as he lived.

I told him.

"Seems like a rare friend, so I got the distance wrong. Please understand."

A moment of silence passed. Idona blinks.

Until just now, the miserable face disappeared somewhere and only the face seemed to have heard something very strange.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"I feel the distance."

"Before that."

"Hey, do you see a rare friend?"

Idona's expression was disfigured. He looked like he was swimming in a ditch in his mouth.

I sighed.

"What is it? Amman knows this much, but he's not a friend, is he? · · · · · · · if you are a complaint."

"Boo, who says you have a complaint?"

"· · · · · ·."

No matter how much you look at it, you don't look complacent.

Idona coughed quietly as I hardened my heart to no longer encounter her privately.

"Hey, Mr. Fiddy. Did you think we were friends?"

"Laugh as you please."

"· · · Do you really think so?"

I tried to spit it out again and stopped talking for a moment. I found Park Jin-tae with a desperate look on her back.

I pondered for a moment and just shook my head and lost. It's the same thing once or twice.

"I thought, is there a problem?"

Idona's face changed. Blinking blinkingly, his eyes slightly curl and his face is full of strength.

"Well, it's a lot of problems, but I'll do it with nothing."

"Yes?" "I'll take care of it."

· · · · · ·.

Let's not get involved. This is a crazy bitch.

There was no other way to express the expression that began to make me laugh badly.

#

"Oh, well, Donna doesn't have any friends."

When I talked about my time during the shoot, Hong Ji-ho smiled bitterly.

"I don't think the friendship is that kind of personality."

"It's not a big level. I know a lot of people in the celebrity world, but they don't have a relationship that they can comfortably call friends."

"· · · · · ·."

I blinked. That much?

"What about Mr. Hong Ji-ho?"

"That's Wensu's position, and Donna and I are relatives, even though we're pretty far away."

"Yes?"

It was the first information I heard in my life.

"Well, it doesn't mean much to be married. Anyway, there's no reason for me not to count as a friend."

Hong Ji Ho pretended for a moment to imagine how horrible it had become.

"So Fiddy became Donna's first friend. That's even accredited with your own mouth."

"· · · · · ·."

I want to blow an uppercut to me hours ago.

What have you done? It's called "Idona's Only Friend." It's not something you can eat even if you give her a billion dollars.

While shivering in chills, someone threw out their face as they soaked.

"Hello, Fiddy."

I tilted my head on an unexpected face.

"Han Yumi, what are you doing here?"

There won't be much more to shoot. Moreover, it looks strangely sunk.

"· · · ara, I need to talk to my brother for a second."

"Hmm."

I'm afraid it doesn't look good either. A familiar look doesn't look right when it comes to smoke.

There were too many eyes to see Dagger as a good opportunity.

I nodded moderately.

"I told you to come in time for the shoot from this afternoon, so I think you should wait a little longer."

"· · · Thank you."

I've always been a troubled opponent, but I just got a horrible title and I'm feeling a little generous.

Well, it made me feel a little more comfortable with the youngest brother of Aeriz.

Then I was in the middle of it. Someone blew something in behind me. I heard a familiar voice within.

"Drink it."

"Yes?"

"Drink it."

Idona handed me the cup. I drank a sip because it looked like poison.

"Whoops."

It was poison, too. Idona snorts when she sees me making an impression.

"Noni juice. Shut up and eat because it's good for your body."

"· · · What is this?"

It doesn't taste good to me at all.

"Not the gunfire."

I opened my eyes and swallowed honeydew bread. It tasted so horrible that I heard the sound of Volmen.

"· · · People eat three meals well and eat vitamins and minerals to make them healthy."

"You want to light up the eighth year of celebrity with body care? Eat some more of this."

"Yes?"

"It's a mix of Aronia and Elderberry."

Even so, it is empty, and Idona takes out something else as if she had waited.

· · · What did this person eat wrong?

Silk, I wasn't the only one with a disappointing look.

Hong Ji Ho looked suspicious in my eyes, and when I came to Hanyumi, I was hardened like some kind of mango.

Han Yumi barely wakes up and removes her lips.

"Sir?"

"Why."

"Why would you tell Fiddy that?"

Idona frowns.

"This much can be exchanged between friends, is there a problem?"

"· · · No."

No, there's a problem.

I could only be liberated after eating something I didn't know about.

I wonder if I have developed a new torture method that doesn't have anything that tastes good.

"Is it worth it?"

"· · · Yes, well."

"Then give me your home address. I'll send it over there."

"· · · · · ·."

· · · Did you really eat something wrong?

Hong Ji Ho was rubbing his eyes.

And Han Yumi was still staring at Idona's face.

#

"· · · So, what else, sister? I shouldn't have come all the way here."

Upon arriving at the scene, Ara, who had been dragged, stared at my older sister with a face.

Even so, his recent conversation with Hanyumi was in many ways a test of his connection over the past few years. You probably won't believe anyone if you tell another member of "Aeriz."

"If you don't want to get involved with Lee Hyun-seok Fiddy or ask him to get off the plane."

"No, I'm in a bit of a hurry and I'm here to talk to you in person today."

Ara blinks. Respect?

· · · I don't know what else I'm thinking, but I decided not to be drawn, and Ara hardened her heart.

"I'll talk to you briefly. Before Hanyumi was cast in" Like a play, "your company was thinking about dismantling the group."

"· · · What?"

But in the words that followed, I was forced to open my eyes wide.

But after the shock, the conviction was also followed. Han Yumi leans her head.

"Oh, I think Foot knew."

"That's it."

Can you not notice that airflow? Ara himself, as well as Zuri and Eun Sol, would have known during the year.

"So do you know the details?"

"I don't know. But Yumi was going to leave it."

The voice of Ara was filled with tingling. But Han Yumi nodded without much agitation.

"That's right, and Puppy was the only one who was going to retire."

"· · · Yes."

I expected it, but I actually heard it was a painful story. In the end, neither the manager nor the CEO considered themselves to be the most useless in the group.

Ara's voice slightly loosened.

"So, you fought with the chief because of that?"

"No."

The returned voice was pale.

"There's no reason for that."

"· · · What?"

"I'm here to make sure that you don't have a life after that."

Ara blinks.

098 Horses cannot live in grasslands (2) End