King of the Last Drama

Many people think of drama writers as some kind of super-ab.

Hand over the manuscript as you wish. If it doesn't fit your image, let go of the expedition and make a move. It is also the image of a bizarre elder writer who is usually thought of as such.

It is true to some extent, of course, but it is a little too much of a misunderstanding to use the manuscript as it should be.

There are time, space, and budget limits to filming, and actors are also set to perform.

Therefore, casting as many actors as possible to fit the image and ordering such acting, while also trimming the script to fit it, is a way to increase the completeness of the pole.

The playwrights know that, too. Therefore, Kim Kyung Sook technically never really behaved the way he did.

So, except now.

"Let's tone it up. Do you think you can do it with this personality because you feel a little more hollow?"

"No, I don't think so. Oh, why don't you go to the image here?"

She had a god in her heart.

Normally, it was the actors who organized the ambassadors considering the impressions or tones of the actors, so that the actors could digest any spells, and their creativity began to flourish endlessly.

The script was constantly revised, and the scene improved as much as it was revised, so it was like a dream environment for the writer.

At this point, Kim Kyung-sook, who considered the actor to be a storyteller, couldn't hold on to that position either. Every time she handed over the memo, she repeated her admiration.

"The people on this list, they all exist, right?"

"For now."

"That's great, really."

I'm shaking my head without knowing. Just observing someone is a talent to be that person.

I used to feel the rest of the awkwardness when I looked at the shape of a bird that was acting like I was possessed with ice. Was there an actor like this?

The transfer was denied.

"It's not just observation. I have to be him myself."

"Of course I am. I don't think it's usually practiced."

"· · · That's not what the text means."

Kim Kyung-suk's face was blurred.

She doesn't like the original blurry or untrue story. But even Seo Soo-hyun would not be able to unravel if he agreed with his opponent in front of his eyes.

'If there's an actor like this, it's no wonder he succeeded.'

When I found out why I had such a bad result for myself, the odd hostility towards the crooked junior was also pale. It was the opposite of being motivated and grinding again.

Kim Kyung-suk and Lee have a smoky atmosphere, while others have exactly the opposite side.

From a long distance, Mao Chung sighs.

"Hey, director."

"Tell me."

"I tried not to say anything about making as much as I could, but it wasn't him?"

Shai from Rocket Man.

I just met the junior who was going to eat a cooker, and the biggest chunk I ever saw was a horrible face. Even rice mixed with cockroaches seems to chew the face.

"I don't know where to start. It's a total disaster."

I've seen the performance of the "Research Journal" audition. However, I thought there would be a remarkable improvement since there was a period of close to a year.

But not at all.

Lee Hyun-Sook shrugs.

"Shai Shiyamalo is one of the keys to this initiative."

"What's the point of having a guy who can't even play acting! Isn't that a degeneration, Dorian?"

I burst into old age like a gigantic puddle. A dizzy steel heart is also a stunning impression and a voice. Taeyoung Kwok also used to be a little agitated when he came out like this.

But Lee Hyun-suk hasn't even changed his nose fart. Doria Bingrey changed her attitude with a big cough, feeling a strange pressure from the grin of her smile.

"No, you saw this director stop eating the moods that Lee Seo-yeo had there. How many people are good at acting these days?"

In other words, I began to give and give judgments.

"It's not even casting confirmed yet, so let's change it. If you notice any investment on KDS, I will fur you."

"Hmm."

And Lee Hyun-suk shook his head heavily.

"I won't be able to subtract Mr. Shai anymore after that reaction."

"What's the reaction, that again!"

Kim Kyung-suk sighs as he looks at the view of her.

Lee Hyun-Seok, who was known as a dizzy euphoria, was more than capable of catching the boat.

In return for bringing the transfer, Lee Hyun-seok asked Shai's casting not to raise any objections. It was added up to the maximum amount, so the gain was gradually seen.

And Lee Hyun-seok's past deeds, such as pushing and picking famous friendships, gave her some kind of faith.

'I don't think I'm going to stop the drama, but I'm going to think of something. I don't want to talk to you, but...'

It was a common affirmative bias at a time when we weren't really considering what to do.

"Huhu."

He turned his head and smiled at the sight of the devastating heat.

Apart from acting, she had no mackerel on her face, but she had a bit of a laugh when she stared at Lee Hyun-seok. Well, it was faint, and I used to be on my way.

However, there were times when the expression of such a transfer was greatly agitated.

"Hello, Jules!"

"Welcome. Your schedule will be busy, but I'm sorry."

"No, hehe."

Said the tiger would come if he told me.

Writer Kim Kyung-suk's gaze turned to a new person in the conference room who saw his lips sit down.

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Maw was staring at me like a madman. In fact, it was for anyone.

Kim Chul Sunbae was raising his voice behind him.

[Damn it, Hyun-seok! That hippie must be shot with any number of hands!]

"What do you do when you hear something that doesn't help you? '

I hardened my face. Shai was like a card in my spleen for as long as he accepted the transfer. I couldn't even give it away.

But it was also true, technically, that the cast could not be justified.

The puppy who came to me while I was waiting for it was really at the right time.

"Hello, Jules!"

When the puppy strikes his face, the hero reluctantly retreats with an unsatisfactory expression. I think it was a little hard to keep doing that in front of a crowded celebrity junior.

· · · There's a transfer there, though.

"Welcome. Your schedule will be busy, but I'm sorry."

I took a sigh of relief and went straight to the point. I've already received the script for the fourth time with a familiar face called puppy.

Once upon a time, when I first told the story, I had a ridiculous look on my face as a puppy.

"So, you're asking me to rate the script? You know, I'm totally outrageous."

"I'm asking you to tell me about your admiration. I don't have a young man here, so I need your perspective."

At that time, the puppy was laughing at his head because he really needed to call himself there, but I was grateful to see how he came out of the book.

Of course, what Kim Chul and I want is a slightly different perspective.

"Don't try to be too public, just tell me what you felt."

"Yes!"

The last three bars are not bad.

However, there has been a dramatic upheaval in the script recently. I needed to go over it once.

Seeing the dog handing over the manuscript, Senior Kim Chul swallows the saliva. The look on the puppy's face changes as he slowly reads.

"er · · · · ·."

It's becoming increasingly absurd, but it's hard to think about how to get the words out.

"That's it, that's it."

"Speak comfortably."

The dog, who had been watching me for a while, opened his mouth carefully.

"It's a development."

"Deployment?"

"Well, I think it's too obstructive."

"· · · · · ·!!"

I pressed and held my fist and asked.

"How much do you see?"

"To some extent, I think if you have a fever, you'll say yes."

[Perfect!!]

Kim Chol, who was bruised by an unexpected face, burst into old age.

Unlike the puppy who notices, the senior is a goalkeeper or sheep rider in the World Cup.

I tried to manage my expression.

"Very well. It was a big help."

A puppy with that degree of accuracy in the latter part of the study journal. As long as she gets her assurance, all she's got left to do is sign the GO.

"No · · · · · ·."

Unlike the two of us who are excited, this is a good puppy. Unfortunately, the only person who knows how great she has done is me and Kim Chul.

What a pity.

I'm locked up thinking there's nothing I can do to repay you.

"Have you eaten?"

The puppy blinks.

"Well, not yet."

"If you don't mind..."

It was a moment when I wanted to open my mouth because I knew my taste well anyway, so I could serve a decently expensive meal.

Someone grabbed my closet.

#

At the same time, Director Kwok Tae Young was having discussions with a CP from MBS. He looks a little bit unusual.

"Journalists and appliances are more than I expected."

"They were originally approved and owned separately. It's frozen now."

"Hmm."

Whatever it was, a lot of it wasn't bad.

"In comparison, it feels like the staff is running out."

"You're going to have to bring it from the outside. We don't have a lot of room here."

As CP said, there is no face.

"Got it."

It would have been unfamiliar to start with everything perfectly prepared, but Kwon Tae Young nodded his head.

The story was about to go on like that.

At that moment, Kwon Taeyoung's eyes narrowed. It was when I found the appearance of a man passing through the hallway.

Keep your head down.

"· · · Who is he?"

"Oh, I'm an external collaborator. I used to be a fiddy at an outsourcing company, and I was told that I was quitting and working as a staff."

I used to say it back, but in other words, I was outcast because I was incompetent. However, Kwok Taeyoung did not take his eyes off him for a while.

That was close to some kind of intuition.

"What's your name?"

"Oh, sure, the room."

CP, who had been thinking for a while, barely remembered his name.

"He said it was a room."

"· · · · · · Grand Wang Squid."

"Yes?"

Kwok Taeyoung turns his head.

"I need to talk to him. Where did you say you were working?"

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