King of the Last Drama

"I don't know what the hell you're thinking."

Despite the impeccable impression of Zhang Yeon-chul, writer Kim Kyung-suk quickly arranged his face.

"If you're the one I know, there are two famous writers who have decided to quit these days. What kind of jokes?"

She has such a rude tone that she can't even hear it, because Lee Hyun-Seok is so clumsy.

First of all, it was an intimate relationship with writer Seo Soo-hyun, who was the subject of mourning for Kim Kyung-suk. Well, that was convincing.

The problem was that Lee Hyun-seok's walk saved her pride, the "godmother of the bar."

As we all know, the headline for "Living Like a Theatre" in the old days usually felt like this.

KBC Living Like a Theatre One of its viewers said, "I don't know what the hell you want to do."

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Deep, creepy look on pig's neck

Often these headlines were added here.

Is Kim Kyung-suk's successor confirmed? A drama showing the pole of the bar!

Well, it was a common thing to bring Kim Kyung-suk when something a little blocky came out. Early on, "Like Theatre," they also showed that kind of impact.

The drama in question, however, began to antagonize the evaluation from around 15, and has been completely reversed since 30.

When the bar became not a bar, the writer Kim Kyung-suk climbed on the cutting board at the time.

It makes sense to run a real stick to the pole;

I thought that Kim Kyung-suk was the limit of the bar, but she was foolish. She was just a cliché woman.

Maintenance > > (Cross Wall) > > > Kim Kyung-suk

Kim Kyung-suk took these reactions and handed them over.

How could it have been easier to compare a new writer with a more than 20 years of experience when he thought it was time to be pushed into the back of the gutter?

However, the assessment of this retention was reversed after "Live like a play" was screened and one of the poles came out.

It's really too much;

Greater Squid · · · · ·.

You see? That's Lee Hyun-seok's keeper. Reflect on the Yuzadans.

At the end, Lee Hyun-suk, who was the key to success as a theatre, was too busy packing such a keeper.

But in the end, Keeping up with Lee Hyun-seok's story made like a play .

ㅇㅇㅇ Right. After all, the writing is written by the writer and the two of them have a trusting relationship, so that's the result.

Look at Kim Kyung-suk's play right now. He says it's not Fiddy.

Kim Kyung-suk, who had always been a comparator, could not avoid the bullets.

She was an older writer, and the series was the one who eventually believed that the writer would start and finish. Therefore, if the comparative object was a writer, he could endure it.

But one PD, Seo Soo-hyun and her close friend couldn't have thought of it either.

In the meantime, even the hypothetical event of gaining more pride occurred.

To put it mildly, it was a simple situation.

"I was thinking of something else. I don't know if I can get organized."

"No, what do you say? We have to match them all!"

During the year-end drama, including "My Daughter's Son-in-law", the SBC welcomed me in white when the viewing guarantee check came to my feet.

"When would you like it?"

"I don't know. I think it'll be okay if the Moon booth is empty after" Beautiful House. "Is it possible?"

"I'll guess right away!"

As always, the first time she was in orbit, she caught her ankle.

"I'm sorry, but it's been a little difficult, writer."

"What's going on?"

"They say it already has a place. Lee Hyun-Seok Fiddy from Like a play came this way."

"· · · That means I have you as a priority."

"No, it's not like that! It's just that the planning has already gone quite well!"

In fact, Kim Kyung-sook couldn't lose her pride when she was treated like this by her best friend SBC.

At this point, there were enough reasons to dislike the PDs in front of my eyes.

"It's not a joke."

Despite Kim Kyung-suk's worthless expression, Lee Hyun-suk was a weak face.

"Of course, both Ms. Jeonga and Mr. Seo-yerin are great writers. But I am confident that Kim Kyung-suk's work will be more brilliant."

"by ripping it off as you like."

Kim Kyung-suk said in a sarcastic manner.

"I'm sorry, but if you're going to say you're going to touch my work the way you want, that's it. I'm a spaceship because I'm an old man, and I don't understand what it's like to be an alien."

"· · · There seems to be a misunderstanding. I don't intend to."

"How dare you."

It was cynical to be blatant.

"The world seems easy to get out of nowadays, but I don't like to think that you can swing a guy who's rolled over here like two poet writers."

"Swing as you please."

Lee Hyun-suk sighed. "How much I wish I could." Kim Kyung-suk stirred for a moment because he was full of truthfulness in his murmuring face.

Lee Hyun-suk soon changed his face.

"Well, that's not the wrong word. I'm going to swing the writer at will."

"· · · · · ·."

Even though he was too cocky and audacious, Kim Kyung-suk lost his words at the moment.

The panic was followed by anger, and then I tried to get angry with the old man outside my mouth. But Lee Hyun-suk's words were faster than that.

"I'll tell you the truth. I was thinking about meeting with writer Kim Kyung-suk from the beginning."

"· · · What?"

Kim Kyung-suk was stubborn because he forgot to be angry.

It's a joke that anyone can laugh at. But Kim Kyung-suk couldn't just take it as nonsense.

She has ears, too. I know what a kid in front of his eyes is doing.

A desperate person who doesn't know what he's going to do right now, whether he's going to come out once in a decade or not.

"Hear, hear, hear."

"Do you see me as the one to do it?"

Lee Hyun-suk smiled meaningfully.

"I hate to break it to myself, but nothing has gone my way so far."

"· · · · · ·."

"From the time I first cast the writer to the expansion of the world view through the" Journal of Research ", and to the present US presence. So far, all the streams in the series have been in my design, and they've moved on."

The air trembled. Somewhere, someone opened their mouth in awe, but unfortunately, it was not seen in Kim Kyung-suk's eyes.

Lee Hyun-suk clasped his hands and lowered his head. The shade on the eyes created a sensible atmosphere.

"And being treated like this is part of that plan."

Kim Kyung-suk could not swallow the invasion of Lee Hyun-seok.

Planning.

In just two years, PDs in front of their eyes succeeded in producing a series known in the United States from a boxing PD that had nothing but bare fists.

What's that guy's new plan?

Kim Kyung-suk coldly pressed down and said,

"You didn't expect me to say no to that brilliant plan?"

"Of course there is. There are alternatives, but I want you to accept them."

Lee Hyun-seok said.

"I'm sure that will help the writer as well."

An attitude that does not appear to be a request or intimidation, but merely a list of facts. Kim Kyung-suk began to shake a little.

"I had an alternative in the first place, but you really shouldn't have touched me."

Writer Kim Kyung-suk frowned.

"What do you mean?"

Lee Hyun-suk smiled.

"I will not touch your manuscript at all."

"· · · · · What?"

"Of course, there will be no connection to the series, like a play. The actors will also cast those who want to be the top priority. All you have to do is do what the writer wants."

Kim Kyung-suk was so stubborn.

What the hell are you thinking?

It's famous that Lee Hyun-Sook is obsessed with seeing actors.

In "Living Like a Theatre", everyone picked up Hanyumi and Lee, who was a saint in the middle of a scare, and in "The Jewelry Box in the Research Journal", they brought a big promoter and a famous anonymous actor. And everyone had to pay for it.

Handing over scripts and castings in the first place is not Lee Hyun-seok's style.

"Choreography, is that what you're doing?"

"Absolutely. I intend to stick it in the newspaper."

"· · · · · ·."

Then it means that even the devil will bite them all. Kim Kyung-suk became even more suspicious as the last suspicion disappeared.

"Replace · · · · · ·."

"As I said, I'm just confident that I can make a great contribution to the work of the writer."

Lee Hyun-suk smiled.

"And I have a plan to succeed. Just like so far."

"· · · · · ·."

"I know you're thinking about retirement. Let me decorate my last career with glamour."

#

[Morale from one to ten.]

After the meeting with writer Kim Kyung-suk, Kim Chul Sunbae was busy trying to bluff with Gi-Chang's face.

[The plan was to freeze to death just half a day before the attack!]

"Well, making it a reality isn't a scam, Senior."

Kim Chul sunbae opened her eyes to what I was saying.

[That's what the crook says, asshole! What difference does it make if you pay me back?]

"That's a gambler."

What's better is better, and once the writer is secured. The following are the staff and learners:

Kim Chul Senior shook his head and said,

[Shouldn't you be talking to the SBC anyway? You should get organized.]

"Yes."

[I guess that's the hardest thing to do? There's no way he'll take it.]

"Well, you have some persuasive material, right?"

[What ingredients?]

I took one business card out of my arms.

"Well, in the worst case scenario, we could go back to all three broadcasters."

Kim Chul sunbaek opened his eyes for a while.

[Did you really spin, you?!]

"Of course I'm sane. At least not as recent as Mr. Idona."

I could be sure of that.

[· · · · · ·.]

Something came to mind while Kim Chul elder opened his mouth and the horse door was blocked.

Looking back, it was a message thread that had recently forgotten its own existence.

Warning: User Lee Hyun-seok is already in the process of 'simultaneous production'.

When planning a new project, it is necessary to remove the existing 'concurrent production'. This is irreversible.

Do you want to approve?

What do you know? Now come over there and tell me what to expect. I nodded in gratitude.

Execute user's request.

An error occurred. Identifying Causes · · · · ·.

· · · Huh?

The message came back as if nothing had happened while I was tilting my head.

Processing completed.

Unlocked 'Simultaneous Crafting' and completely blocked and reinforced discovered vulnerabilities.

"It sounds like an operating system update."

[· · · so?]

Me and Kim Chul faced each other, shrugging and handing over their faces.

#

A cold chill passed through my body.

Lee, lying on the couch and handing over the book, sighed and raised his head. It was not so nice to meet you as expected, but someone came back.

"· · · Welcome back. Isn't it a little faster than you said?"

[· · · · · ·.]

"Excuse me?"

I looked at her face bluishly, not as usual, and laughed at her head.

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