King of the Last Drama

"I don't understand!"

The manager who was holding the steering wheel was nervous.

"Why are you going to Idona's mom's wedding? You don't know what you're looking at with your eyes wide open?!"

It was also solo - the performance drew down a tone that tried to go up endless.

A few hours ago, I was surprised to learn that there was no transfer.

When I didn't hear from him, I sold the package around me as I was about to shut up, and I went around the hydrogen gate. Then I barely got to know the situation and picked it up a few minutes ago.

Yes? Don't know?

And it was one of Wighton's employees who provided that information.

The unpleasantness of the performance has been going up to the end of the sky because I didn't know whether I was a manager or not.

Why aren't you listening to people like this? It's all for me.

"Are you listening?!"

"Yes."

The answer was good. Lee Lee was having a different conversation with a good expression, as always.

Once you have that attitude, you know from experience that you don't want to listen to this side of the world, whether you're older or sooner. There was no reading on the iron ear separately.

But I didn't intend to retreat this time of year. This time, however, I crossed the line.

"I don't think I want Idona to be loyal, and Bonamana Lee is going, so she's been chased by a chewy guy, right?"

"· · · · · ·."

The expression of the transfer slightly hardened. Kang Joo-yeon sighed as if he expected the change.

"I don't know why you or your dad would die of him. You're not doing well this time, are you?"

Recently, the viewing rate of the fifth edition of "Three Times" has kept its place, but its reputation has declined. In fact, from my mother-in-law's sudden death, there was nothing I could have packed.

Lee Hyun-seok said he must have been lost this time, although he was buried by the person who seemed to have lost his mind.

It was the general view that the viewing rate that was still being maintained could not be guaranteed if the ambiguous contemporary works were to be screened and new competing works were to come in.

And Kang Joo's father, the CEO of KDS Entertainment, made a pretty big investment in "Three Times" in addition to Rocket Man Shai's appearance.

Kang Joo-yeon was open and sarcastic when he met her last time.

"Look at that. This isn't all you need, is it? He's a foamy axe, too?"

As the well-known proverbial proves, in the end, drama is the play of the writer.

It was surprising to have excavated a stone called Kyung-ah and Seo-yerin, but it was the idea of Kang Hyeong-sook that he was trying to deal with the giant at his own pace. Isn't that what I'm not?

But in response, Steel laughed.

"I don't think you've met Lee Hyun-suk recently."

"Who was my actor in the first place?"

"It's no better. Then your eyes are a hole."

One bite frowned. Kang Youngcheol claimed to have found a sign on Lee Hyun-seok's face.

"He's obviously hiding a card. I'm sure you're looking for a good time to get into the chapter, like a" theatre "or a" research journal. ""

"I don't know. I don't think I had any ideas."

When a ghost heard of the director, it was a good time to say that he was indeed Hye-in.

But, unfortunately, Kang Youngcheol, not the director of meditation, sighed a long time, disappointed in his daughter's ignorance.

"Lee Hyun-Seok is not the only one who can read it in the traditional Danping tricolor. First he spits out the paddles, then he waters them later, then he throws the Equatorial Guinea, and then he fishes to the extent that he usually holds the paddles."

"No one understands his mahjong but me."

"If you don't know that, you can't get behind me, Jeongyeon."

Anyway, his belief in Lee Hyun-seok seemed solid.

Well, because of his performance, it was not very understandable that Kang Young Steel, who approached the business, showed such an attitude.

But isn't this a different case?

"Like a play, you can feel grace." But the second one ended with an extra-sense, right? At the most important time. "

Kang Joo-yeon said slowly.

"And by the end of the day, this is a messed-up story. You're not gonna manage the image?"

Ideally, it was the honest sentiment of the speaker that he should have put his foot on the other side after the "Live Like a Theatre" shoot, even if he couldn't.

In that sense, the current affiliate of my father, Kang Young-cheol, sent me 'Learn' was the worst. You're a good man, and you respect the opinions of the actors. Isn't it a drawback to turn your back on what you can see right now?

How many actors have fallen because they barely made the right choice? There is Davis passing by the distant "Cutthroat Island", and close to him comes TTL Girl. There is a girl with a matching arm in one shot.

If that wasn't necessarily someone else's job, I couldn't understand why he was so selfish about choosing a bad option.

"Then would you like to go with Director Kwon Tae Young as you said?"

"No, not necessarily."

However, at the end of the following year, the words of the performance were blocked.

If Three Times was serious, The Age of Eternity was something close to doom. I almost didn't see Idona's career as a waste of time.

Kang Joo-yeon coughed and raised his voice.

"Anyway! Let's live somewhere else besides Lee Hyun-seok. What are you so obsessed with someone who came in and found out two years ago?"

"No, I knew it before."

"What?"

Kang Joo-yeon turned his head in surprise.

"Do you know him personally?"

"But that's not true."

Lee Seong-sook smiled. It's the kind of pure laughter I see quite simply.

But when Kang Hyeong-yeon stared quietly, he smiled and opened his mouth with an expression that he had no choice.

"Remember that drama I went into Extra at KBC back in the day?"

"KBC," you mean "The Vacuum Walk"? "

"Yes."

"That was completely ruined. The shooting atmosphere was good, but · · · · ·."

Kang Joo-yeon chewed the shit out of her face.

In the past, she believed in the visuals of the debris she had uncovered, and somehow she thought that if she had only exposed herself to the tide, she would be able to leave. So even if the conditions were bad, I thought it would be better to take an extra airwave.

· · · Well, the conclusion was, of course, that if the drama broke down, it would mean nothing.

"Director Lee Hyun-seok also participated as a choreographer."

"Yes. That man would have had his moments."

Right now, it only comes to mind when you roll a retake to death with the same face.

Kang Joo-yeon glanced at me and grabbed a skewer.

"That's the first time you've seen it?"

"Yes."

"Did you talk about it?"

"Just once."

"When?"

"Why, how long has it been since you filmed? It's a depressing atmosphere because of the low viewing rate."

"· · · And apparently it was."

I remember everyone was in a depressed mood. It wasn't expected, but it was a doomed drama.

Fiddy, who was an entrepreneur, should not be intoxicated until he cried, but even the dizzy accent was a landscape that had to be very disturbed.

But Lee Lee shook his head.

"I didn't know much about shooting at the time. But honestly, I didn't understand why I was sad."

"What? Why?"

"That was a compromise."

Lee was making a serious face.

"That Fiddy would be fine with acting," he said, moderately compromised. It's not that bad, is it? And I moved on, because the atmosphere of the shoot was pretty good, because I turned it all over to avoid conflicts. "

"· · · · · ·."

"After repeating the compromise like that, it's a natural outcome, right? But I didn't know why they were doing it. I pretended that, because everyone was comforted and depressed."

Kang Joo-yeon made an intrusion. You were thinking about that with that faceless face?

"And then I saw the director."

"Yes."

"He looked around like he was looking at garbage."

Kang Joo-yeon blinked.

"Garbage?"

"I later denied being ridiculous. Anyway, I guess I did."

"· · · · · ·."

Kang Joo-yeon recalled Lee Hyun-seok. I added a calm expression to my face that looked like Lee Lee said.

· · · I didn't want to imagine much.

He smiled at me when he saw if he had read it.

"And I was really scared because I was making that impression. He looked mean. It's next to me, and I'm shriveling, and he's looking at me."

You want cider?

Lee hesitated and nodded. That was Lee Hyun-seok's first meeting with Lee.

Until then, I just thought, "Well, there's all these weirdos."

"And about a week later, you know, when I got lost inside the station,"

"Yeah, it was hard work. It was near the editorial office, wasn't it? · · · · · · ·."

"Yes, I met the director again there."

"· · · met?"

"Exactly, I saw it unilaterally."

It was a small editorial office where Lee Lee Lee wandered the street for a long time.

It was later untrue, but it was close to the warehouse, where new editorial rooms and equipment were created and virtually temporarily abandoned old ones.

Lee Hyun-suk was alone in that dark place. The wind was so good that I could see it slightly beyond the open door.

Lee lifted his head in curiosity and looked at the color.

Lee Hyun-suk was seriously looking at the screen.

And what was displayed there was an old drama that had already ended.

"Do you remember Nine?"

"Oh, the evaluation was the worst. I tried to get over it without Fiddy."

"Yes, it was."

However, Lee Hyun-Seok was slowly and carefully refining that. Lee looked at the work that followed slowly.

Change the order of the scenes.

We're changing the way we deploy.

Reduce spacing.

I'm cutting it finer.

I'm raising the lighting of sound.

Add a tone--

Lee didn't know much about the post production, the so-called editing process at the time. However, I could see to what extent Lee Hyun-seok's soul was involved in the work.

I wasn't just practicing. Lee Hyun-suk was trying to rebuild the drama to one grain of rice.

You go out and you're done and you get data that's useless, and you just go straight ahead.

Lee was staring at it with a blunt vision.

"· · · Why did you do such a useless thing?"

"Later on, I guess you didn't like the middle-aged thing."

Since then, Lee Hyun-Seok has always been there when things didn't happen.

Technically, it wasn't even the same thing that was made. In the first place, the shooting process was a problem, so the sauce was too tight for post-processing.

But Lee Hyun-seok did.

Kang Joo-yeon shook his head with a sigh.

"Yeah, that looks great. But · · · · · ·."

"Awesome?"

Lee Lee rarely kicks and laughs.

"And I scolded it."

"· · · What?"

"I was suddenly angry while I was watching. It was a time when my father's work or in many ways was at the limit."

"· · · · · ·."

Kang Joo-yeon blinked. But the transfer was not a joking expression.

"Even if you do that, nothing will get better. Useless is useless. The expectation that you will know me one day is a waste. The world isn't that modest-well, I think it poured out what I thought it would."

Thinking now, he scratches his cheeks.

Kang Joo-yeon has never seen a transfer come out emotionally before and has never actually imagined it.

So I didn't understand what I was saying.

I blinked and asked.

"· · · So, what did he say?"

"He looked at me quietly. You look hungry."

"What?"

"I was angry when I was hungry. And I grabbed my arm and dragged it big. I was startled and yelled," What are you doing? ""

"· · · · · ·."

At this point, it only sounded like a really bad joke. The image and aggravation were too severe.

At least Kang Joon-yeon's transfer was not of that nature.

"And if you take it, it's a shabby Sunbae house."

But Lee Lee smiled as if he was genuinely enjoying himself.

"Because I'm being ridiculous, where did they buy toothbrushes and gargles? I still have a lot of time, so I asked you to take a real bite, wipe this boat off and go into the afternoon shoot with ease."

"· · · · · ·."

"Actually, I thought I had a different idea. Of course, right? But he really just said it, and he did the math, and he left."

The noodles came out while I was bruised.

Lee Lee looked at the boiling soup of Boggleboard with an outrageous emotion. I was just going to get up, and I said, "I don't think it's polite. Let's just get a drink."

And I ate it all as it was.

Strangely enough, I wasn't very angry.

I thought it would be better not to get involved because I was a very strange person standing up after eating everything.

Until then.

164 Wins and losses depend on the city (10) End