King of the Last Drama

Kwok Tae-young's proposal was usually what he could expect as a filmmaker. In a word, he said, "Reject."

"Let's join forces."

Under normal circumstances, it can't be a very serious proposition. But of course I was forced to shake my head.

"I'm sorry."

I was staring at a slightly angry face, but Kwon Tae Young was not so angry. He pondered for a moment and asked.

"You don't like me?"

"No." "So is there a reason why it should be a drama, not a movie?"

"· · · · · ·."

It was the right answer, but I couldn't explain why. When I was silent, Kwok Taeyoung felt bad for me.

"Anyway, you can't force it. I'm sorry."

"I beg your pardon."

"Low · · · · ·."

While the conversation was going on, the manager, who was standing like a mute who ate honey, snuck in.

"Director Kwak, when it comes to casting snow,"

"Now that the negotiations are concluded, we have to do what we originally intended."

"Ah."

The moment Kang Joo-yeon became white, Director Kwon Tae Young added:

"Of course I intend to concede to this director."

"· · · ·"

Kang Joo-yeon opened her mouth. I also managed to make a similar look. Why is that so conclusive?

Kwon Taeyoung's eyebrows stare at me and draw an arch.

"Honestly, Miss Lee was greedy. If he was dizzy, he was just gonna knock and take it."

"Then."

"But if it's you, it's different."

Director Kwon Tae Young laughed loudly as he tried to tell me to take it away from him.

"Isn't Miss Lee Lee and you the best combination?"

I saw the face of the dizziness I was hearing in the corner glowing.

I'm sorry that my share of the amount of transfers in the "Research Journal" has decreased, but I'm really looking forward to seeing what happens! "

"No, this is a really ordinary episode. I don't need Lee Seol."

I went on to evolve into a vagabond.

"I won't have as much chance to interfere as Kim Kyung-suk."

"Whatever, it's not a big start."

Director Kwok Tae Young frowned.

"But you can't end up like that, can you?"

"· · · · · ·."

What are you talking about?

Please don't say anything unsettling. If you don't, please, I'm wishing it could end in the morning and evening.

After I explained it to him, Taeyoung Kwok became convincing.

"Kim Kyung-suk and his uncle have a bit of a bad relationship. I told you I needed a transfer, so I tried to make it cold."

"Then · · · · ·."

"I feel sorry for him too. You've met the owner this time! Haha!"

I was not convinced at all.

The owner will freeze to death. I don't know what the hell you think I am.

Kwok Taeyoung stood up from his position after harassing me for a long time. Even Kang Joo's manager woke up like a bum.

"Well, if you go like this,"

"River manager. I know what you were about to do today."

"· · · · · ·."

Kang Joo-yeon hardened and Kwok Tae-young laughed bitterly.

"I know I've turned my back on a massive, productive career, but what's important to the actor is that the director saves himself as much as possible. Managers who don't know that are second-rate."

"That · · · · · ·."

"And at the point where this director drew the line that he was no better than me, it was a trident. You might want to seriously consider whether what you're doing on your own is really for the actor."

Director Kwak meaningfully added:

"The river manager's father would have sent for that, too."

After Kwok Taeyoung left, Kang Joo's manager stood in a frozen shape for a while. Of course, I was also sitting in a frozen position.

As the silence went on, the sluggish heat came to my hand.

"It's okay."

"· · · What is it?"

Lee Lee held my hand hiccup.

"Director Kwok Tae Young, I'm going to play hard not to lose the movie."

Don't do it, please.

#

You did a really good job.

Writer Kim Kyung-suk has been casting transfers face to face with Director Kwon Taeyoung and has not been able to conceal the blur. It sounds like you're going to start running right now, even if you're not that old.

"· · · What about me, Director Kwon?"

That's right. Think of it as a human relationship with Director Kim Chul.

Kim Chul shrugged as I turned my gaze.

[That's Wensu.]

Hm.

Writer Kim Kyung-suk spoke in a very pleasant tone and hung up. By contrast, I felt even more overwhelmed.

[What are you going to do?]

"I can't help it."

You can't fall down here. We must somehow consider ways to kill Lee Seong-sook and save Kim Kyung-sook's color to the maximum.

And there was only one card I could get out of here.

"I need to see a representative of KDS who came in contact with me a while ago."

[Hmm?]

"And, Shai, that fellow."

The "Research Journal" was unimaginable at the time of the audition, but at the moment it was only a few hopes.

Kim Chul Sunbae, who had doubts, sighed within a week.

[Yes. That hippie seems to be our hope and future.]

"· · · Where else did you learn that sound?"

I'm back in the editorial room again. The editing job was one window before mixing.

I tried to calm my mind and focus on my work.

"Let's go to scene three."

Editor-in-chief Joel Ho, who listens to me, raises his head.

"Yes? Mr. Hong Ji Ho, isn't this the right size for a blocking waist?" "So it's even tighter."

"· · · · · ·?"

Viewers looking at the screen feel a desire to approach the actor and/or see it from a distance, depending on the situation.

It is the virtue of the actor to catch such complaints in time and change the shot, and to change the size of the smoke according to the zoom of such a lens.

But as always, there is no right answer.

If you take the small movements of the Hong Ji Ho with a large screen, the viewer will be dissatisfied with the desires and contradictions of the zoom, but depending on the proper choreography, you can make them more focused on the small movements.

"Take out the music, and zoom in on scene 28."

"Got it."

Joe nods as if he's convinced of my explanation. When I peered at the side, Senior Seol Kim was blushing.

'· · · What?'

[No.]

Kim Chul Senior shook his head but didn't know he was leaving with a blunt smile. Something felt bad.

Only a few hours after that did I barely begin to see the outline of the work.

"· · · Aren't you working too hard these days?"

In a slightly stretched atmosphere, Joe took out a nonsense.

"You weren't always this meticulous, were you? This scene is not a big deal either."

"We move on to the climax in the second half of the year."

I replied in an unprofessional tone.

To be honest, it was more like whipping myself so that the filming of the "Journal of Research" would not be neglected in the new initiative.

· · · Well, apart from him, there is a vague attitude of the recent calligrapher.

[Something anxious. The current scenario is based on a self-propelled topic.]

'Well, it's common for a drama writer to be anxious.'

Even if it's common, it's like a cold, so it's not easy to solve. It's because it's a matter of your own psychology.

Even though the reactions around here aren't so bad, they're just looking at the bad side and digging deeper.

[So this is how it works?]

'Because if you tighten it and cover it with flattery, it will heal you even if you don't like it.'

[Whoops]]

Kim Chul Sunbae sighed, but not a negative look to burn the last flame of the new operation.

In fact, Kim Chol Sunbae couldn't help him in the next period. Not even in the first place.

I handed Joe the tape to Convenience.

"Well, collaborating with Writer Seo-yerin is probably the last time, so I want to do as much as I can."

Well, if my hair follicles stick together after the time limit, there may be a chance.

"· · · Final?"

"Well, this is Diegesis, so you better pick a sound separately. Tell the acoustics team."

"Oh, yes!"

After a while, Zoe, who had become a strange face, nodded angrily.

While he was gone, I lay my head on the chair for a moment. I felt exhausted.

However, the phone rang again without a chance to take a breath.

"Uh, Sua."

I barely got a call with my face open and I couldn't help frowning again.

"What did Writer Kim Kyung-suk say about the interview?"

Damn it.

#

Meanwhile, Idona was rarely having a hard time.

In front of her sat the calligrapher, who, unlike usual, had a melancholy Paul tone. In fact, it wasn't even a day or two.

Idona barely wears it.

"I don't think so."

"· · · What?"

"Writer Kim Kyung-suk."

"I know."

Seo-yerin smiled.

"There must be something missing for me. This Fiddy must have found it."

It was a face that knew nothing.

"Not that. · · · · ·."

Idona hits her forehead. Oh, shit. I promised I'd keep my mouth shut, but by this time, there was no Dory.

Idona hesitated for a while and opened her mouth.

"Actually, I've talked to him before."

"Yes?"

"He wanted to start over without writing about the writers and actors he knew."

Seo-yerin looks aggravated. Idona closed her eyes and spoke.

"So, he said he wouldn't use the same actor as the writer or the writer."

I couldn't help but feel faintly guilty about breaking my promise to my friend. Idona rarely hardens her mind to apologize later.

"Don't think too much about the writer, because there's no other reason."

"Hey, wait a minute."

Seo-yerin raised her hand to Idona, who was about to speak. Looking at her cell phone, she had a strange expression.

"Well, the article came up."

"Knight?"

While Idona was looking for the bag, Seo-yerin handed over her phone. Idona, who accepted the headline, blinked.

Makd's 'Empress' Kim Kyung-suk opens her mouth · · implies her last work before retirement

Do you appreciate Lee Hyun-seok PD's consideration?

I didn't have anything to cry about until here. The issue was under consideration.

The starring is precisely nailed to the transfer of 'Han-support'.

Idona's expression became incredibly sweet.

"This rotten human?"

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