King of the Last Drama

I was sighing.

"· · · It's hard to say that I took the script back then."

[Absolutely.]

Kim Chul Sunbae snorted.

[Why would you call this crazy?]

Since Shai, the card of the spleen, was weakened by useless knights, there were not many options I could choose.

Fortunately, writer Kim Kyung-suk asked me to revise the script as if he felt a certain kind of crisis in the article. I was right. I wanted to agree, but this wasn't as good as I thought.

It wasn't just the writer who suffered. As a PD, I also had to hang around answering and discussing the question of whether it was okay to go like this.

At least the writer handed over the script, but the work on this side was not the only one.

I was tired of overflowing things.

"I don't know if I can edit this or go crazy."

[The sound of your child being weak.]

Senior Kim Chul snorted and looked at my face quietly, and soon his tongue was smashed.

[All right, I'll help you take your feet off this time, so do it right. You don't know this is your chance for life, do you?]

I was reflexive for a moment.

"Oh, then I'll ask you a favor!"

[Mm.]

Kim Chul Sunbae solemnly bowed his head.

The editorial of Three Times 6 and 7 made Kim Chul's mouth strong.

Even so, the two of us did not match once or twice, so there was no difference.

"Damn it, the bars are down to 50 percent!"

[What are you doing, Rigid Material? Grab him now and don't kill him!]

Even while I was crying like that, I didn't think Kim Chul was going to get hurt.

Until then.

#

"Hey, Wongwanghun! What the hell am I supposed to do?"

"I don't know, so I'm asking! You need to know what you want!"

"Do you really want to go back to the days of Chang? Don't you know that this is both a shave?!"

SBC President's Office.

After vomiting for a while, Choi Hyuk lowered his handshake with a lost attitude when his phone was disconnected.

"Damn, he's really old."

"· · · MBS doesn't intend to talk?"

"Looks like you don't have as many nails as you do."

At that time, Ozzie CP also became a dark face.

Since the last declaration, the MBS's aggression has only begun to get worse.

That's what I'm getting right here, but I don't even know the English language because it looks like I got one shot and the enemy lost.

Choi Hyeong shook his head and shook his head.

"It's only been a few years since the earthquake came this close. Attitude is not a big hit."

"It's the station itself."

Ozzie blurs her words. The problem is the uneasy position of the Supreme Court President.

The president is halfway across the line since he intends to confront the board in earnest. The damage to the MBS and the friction situation may not be great, but the situation itself can hit the best position.

Of course I didn't even know that.

"I know. Doesn't that mean that lunatic can't get to that position?"

"· · · Yes."

"This is a big deal."

I sighed.

This is a reporter's country, and the Competent Bureau is in a state of stagnation with a strange shovel that Lee Hyun-suk even believed in this time.

Adding a deterioration in the relationship with the MBS side may cause hard talk to flow.

"I think Lee Hyun-seok Fiddy has an idea."

"I think I saw an article a while ago."

Choi Hyeong's tongue was full.

"I hope it wasn't after I got kicked out."

"· · · · · ·."

"Oh, bring me the best CP in the talent bureau on the way when the time comes. I can't get a hold of this fucker if he's changed over there."

Ozzie CP left the office in a slightly heavy mood.

#

While SBC's saw was so depressing, Director Kwok Tae-young was invited to a meal by MBS's saw.

It has been unpleasant in nature, but has been causing civil unrest ever since. It was a no-go role.

"Congratulations on your wedding. I'm sorry I couldn't find you in person, haha."

Won Gwanghun-hoon smiled quietly and filled the glass with both hands. It was a prospective attitude that anyone who knew him could wash his eyes and see again.

"You sent me a wreath, and you sent me a gift. Enough."

Of course, Kwok Taeyoung, who doesn't know him, considered him a decent person.

Naturally, the conversation was also lively.

"Yes, how's the shooting going?"

"It always is. I'm sorry I didn't get so good ratings."

"Haha, what do you say? Make yourself comfortable, make yourself comfortable. As you always do."

I meant it, but Kwok Taeyoung was grateful and handed it over. In that way, Wongwon-hoon swallowed up his inner slumber.

'Damn it, Kwon Director will do whatever he has to do without his luck.'

Previously, Won Gwanghyung Hun had inferred the shortage of crops from Lee Hyun-Seok and his lords, and moreover, was a plot by the President of the SBC.

It was a perfect barn bridge, but unfortunately, the position of president was not in a position to be held by anyone and change their mind. Due to this, the relationship between MBS and SBC has been on the worst track since its inception.

But in other words, that was the limit. In the first place, the long-standing airwaves didn't have many cards to threaten each other.

'After all, the only key to resolving this situation is Kwon Taeyoung.'

However, I couldn't impose or be afraid of Kwok Taeyoung's position, so I decided to try to persuade him in a soft spot.

"Yes, what about the writers who match the sum? You're all young."

Won Gwanghyung has been lucky. Kwok Taeyoung replied briefly.

"Excellent. I'm always learning a lot."

"Well, what about the staff from Wighton? Looks like you've had some experience."

"Excellently trained. Especially the graphics team from KBC will not lag behind anywhere in the country. Except every time I asked him if he had any plans to send a Starship out, he was perfect."

"· · · · · ·."

Wangwon Hun, who was busy praising Wheaton, hid his chewed poop face.

"Well, that's nice of you."

"Yes."

At the end of the meal I stopped talking.

After a quiet meal for a while, Kwok Taeyoung was thinking of something. It was primarily about the allegations he discovered yesterday.

Maybe it's a good time.

"Mr. Won."

"Yes?"

"Have you ever heard of what Director Kim Chul is doing lately?"

That was the fattest question. Won Gwanghun blinks.

"No, I haven't heard from you lately. Now that we have two film festivals and only Khan left, there is a rumor that we are immersed in them."

"What else?"

"Well, that's pretty good news, but there's been a bit of a rush in personality. As usual, but you're annoyed by the fact that you're playing Shy."

It seems that even those who have worked together for a little while have been unable to leave.

Kim Chul's whereabouts became apparent.

"Hmm."

Kwok Taeyoung nodded in a pale hue.

"Can you confirm that Director Kim Chul has been to the SBC production center in the last month?"

"Yes? That means something."

"Oh, I'm sorry. The explanation must be first."

Kwok Taeyoung frowned at his glance and picked a horse for a while.

"In my view, the six and seven paintings shown this week were a little different from the one in between."

"· · · I think so all the time."

"That's not what it means, it means that someone else did it."

Even though there is a strange tendency from Three Times , I mutter. Wongwanghun became more unknown in English.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"I'll tell you straight away."

Kwok Taeyoung raised his head.

"I've been looking at the possibility that Director Kim Chul is advising the whole of" Three Times "recently."

In general, you won't feel any disguise at all.

However, Kim Chul and Lee Hyun-seok were not apparent to Dae-young, who had studied them at the same time. This was a blatant heterogeneity.

Wongwang-hoon, who heard the story, stood up without even knowing it.

"Are you sure?!"

I had the worst imagination.

If I caught Kim Chul, even the arrogant Shi Chi Mi of Choi Choi didn't understand.

No, it's just that I'm stuck in the palace!

Kwok Taeyoung asked me to comfort him.

"It's just a guess yet."

"Mm-hmm."

"And even if he's really involved with director Kim Chul, there's no question that he's trying to make a good work."

"What does that mean?"

Kwok Taeyoung's face darkened.

"In retrospect, wasn't Director Lee Hyun-seok's move to shoot Three Times a little strange?"

"That's it."

Then I will answer that it is strange to ask anyone where.

Of course, the same was true for Won Gwanghun. At that time, I quickly forgot that Taeyoung in front of my eyes was debuting in a drama on this side.

Won Gwanghyun coughed.

"It's kind of weird to leave out a good series."

"In addition, I prepared a plan for myself, looking for a writer in a situation where the" Research Journal "was not finished. And no one on the side of Wiston knew that, except for Park Jin-tae."

Kwok Taeyoung received a word in a serious tone.

"Like a play," and "Research Journal" were short of each other, but they didn't roll the schedule like this. "

The moment Won Gwanghun opened his eyes.

"Do you think that unnatural movement is the mouth of Director Kim Chul?"

"We know that SBC Choi Hyuk initially shouted the opposition. Isn't there a reason he changed his attitude?"

"That's · · · ·"

Wongwanghun made an unexpected intrusion into the puzzle.

"This director has always shown respect for Kim Chul. If we were told to make it together, we would be forced to do the same."

"· · · Is there evidence?"

Kwok Taeyoung shakes his head.

"It's just my gut."

"Umm."

"But I trust my feelings. It is clear that Director Kim Chul has been heavily involved with at least the last two sides."

It was true.

"And Three Times is more heterogeneous and experimental than before. I feel like I have a different purpose, so I'm making it what I want to be."

It was true that there were other purposes, and that they were doing what they were doing.

But, well. Even if the premise was perfectly correct, the conclusions drawn there could not always be correct.

"Kim Chul has been hungry for a long time in the poisonous compartment."

Kwok Taeyoung clasped his hands.

"In order to explore his limitations, he has recently deceived this director with his colourful words and is using them as he develops. Wouldn't that explain a lot?"

Wongwanghun is in trouble.

"As I said, it seems that it is still a conjecture."

Maybe it was a material that wedged the SBC and the ultimate president.

Won Gwanghyun nodded.

"If that's true, director Kim Chul would be an enormous evil."

#

[Puet! I think someone's talking about me.]

"· · · · · ·."

[Don't look at me like that. Aren't you sneezing?]

"No, in my country, people say that they're ticklish when they talk. Sneezing is a Japanese or other national expression."

Yeah, you're good.]

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