King of the Last Drama

"I can't help it! · · · · · · · because there is no snow."

The cafe host began to grumble as if he had read my face after tasting coffee.

"Wouldn't it be better to beat up a businessman if he couldn't ride than an Albany who hasn't learned in years?"

"She had the qualities to be a barista? What you're doing is losing on this floor."

I think it was the qualities of the barista that the cafe owner thought were better than the clay.

Well, maybe if you were five years old with a mix coffee bag, you could do it carefully.

When I pulled my tongue, the shop owner turned into a horny face and began to scramble the cupboard. In the meantime, Kim Chul asked.

Hey, Hyun-Seok.]

'What is it?'

[Cafe name here, didn't you mention it before?]

I shrugged.

'I don't know, it seems like it went by. It's a common name anyway.'

Hulloc Shomes.

Early on, LeBlanc, the author of the Ruffin series, appeared in his work and protested against the presence of Sherlock Holmes in neighboring countries.

And surprisingly, instead of apologizing, he presented a level of sleepiness that blindfolded and changed only the front and back spelling.

Our Shomz, born like that, is turned upside down in Holmes fans by showing the sluggishness against the background, such as neglecting his breathtaking friend, Watson, and accidentally shooting and killing a woman.

It's like a hundred percent purity.

[· · · Do you usually name a cafe?]

"That's a joke."

The moment I tried to say, "Here." And the red tea in the teacup was pushed in. I quickly put away the semi-coloured coffee and sipped a sip.

I made a blunt smile.

I order spiced tea like a habit whenever I get a chance, but I've never tasted anything worth eating here.

"Why the hell aren't you doing business this way?"

"Shut up."

The cafe owner flips the sign on the door and turns it into 'Closed' and sits face to face with me.

The sleepy eyes are always a little clearer when the story of ecstasy comes out.

"So, what's going on? What's wrong with Snow?"

"No, it's not like there's something going on. She's been here lately."

"Sometimes it's a coffee lab."

"Where's the red tea?"

"It's not an experiment."

· · · Poor thing.

Every time I went to another cafe, I looked for red tea, but I couldn't help but imagine being poor.

"Well, I'm a little busy these days. The long story was the last KBC awards ceremony last year."

"You were here then."

So I accepted. I'm sure the reporters didn't have much time to go to the plate where they knocked on your door.

"Well, I don't know if I even started to grind it."

I changed my eyes.

"But at the end, it was a little strange."

"Strange? Where?"

"It seemed buzzing, a lot."

"· · · · · ·."

Hm.

First of all, it was true that he said he was happy. It would be good to give some credibility.

"What do you suppose happened?"

"Hey, boy."

A long sigh returned.

"Since I've been taking care of Snow for years, you're the one standing next to her, aren't you? You don't know. Who knows?"

"· · · Boy, I didn't know how old I was."

"Then middle-aged."

"· · · · · ·."

I closed my mouth.

There is no question of objection, and Kim Chul, who was laughing, laughed at his head.

[No, wait. How old is she if she calls you that?]

'Well, I don't know exactly, but first of all, you're not sure if the word "lady" is the right age?'

[· · · · · ·.]

Kim Chul Sunbae looked like he had a glimpse of the mystery of the universe.

[What the hell is going on with you? I know you took care of her.]

'I used to have one of these, and that's probably the biggest one.'

[What.]

'This is the man who brokered with my wife.'

[· · · What?]

Kim Chul Sunbae was making a zinc look.

With a refreshing sound, the bell on the front door shook. I heard a loud voice.

"Sister, are you still open?"

She turned out to be annoying. As always, I don't intend to do business.

"It's over."

"You have guests."

The voice of sighing draws closer.

I saw him hanging a bag, and he probably looked like a college student. The backpack is unbalanced compared to the one that looks so heavy on the back.

And somehow the college student looked at me with his eyes wide open.

"Ah."

"Ah?"

"Isn't Lee Hyun-seok Fiddy?"

"That's right."

I nodded gently. My gentle haircut was not the kind that was hidden from shaking my head.

"Wow, I can't believe I met you like this! Still, how can I contact you?"

The moment the university student's face was illuminated.

"Do you remember me? I met her once in high school."

"Ah."

I remembered my face for a moment, too. I haven't seen him in the first place, but I've heard quite a lot of names.

"Jia's friend?"

"That's right! Friend!"

The college student, who nodded so loudly, sat in front of me cold.

After a while, chatter followed.

However, Choi Mina lowered her voice as the person who was there grumbled and went to the counter.

"Hey, I'm so sorry. I really want to talk to you about something."

"Counseling?"

"Jia Ilo."

"· · · Let's hear it."

It was quite a look to ignore. I fixed the pose.

Did something happen while you weren't paying attention recently?

Choi Mina lowered her voice even further while she was worried.

"Hey, I don't know where to start."

"Speak comfortably."

"So, that's it."

Despite my urge, Mina ended up biting her lips and opening her mouth.

"Well, Gia is deliberately making weird drama right now."

"· · · Yes?"

"I'm writing it weird on purpose."

"· · · · · ·."

A long silence passed.

Me and Kim Chul Sunbae face each other quietly.

[· · · · · ·.]

[Isn't there something going on?]

That's exactly what I was saying.

When I kept my silence, Choi Mina grabbed my fist.

"Yes, you may not believe me. There's no evidence."

"· · · No, I don't believe it."

"But trust me. Gia's really weird these days!"

· · · Why are there so many people who don't listen to people these days?

Anyway, I decided to pretend to listen, not be shy sagres. I thought I'd calm down a little later.

But such a whisper didn't last long.

"Hey, you know what Gia asked me yesterday?"

"Well."

"With a serious face, I asked how to write a common story."

Oh, my God.

I changed my face straight away.

"Tell me more, right now."

[· · · · · ·.]

Kim Chul Sunbae looked at me with his eyes open.

It was only a few months ago that Seo-yeon and Kyung-ah came to work with Kwon Tae-young.

Lee Hyun-seok literally rejoiced without exaggeration.

"Director Kwon is no match for me! This will be a really valuable experience, so come and learn as much as you can."

"· · · ·"

Seo-yerin was forced to answer in an attitude that had no sense at all.

It certainly aroused the pride of two writers, or some other kind of emotion.

"· · · I guess, unlike me, my brother doesn't need me very much."

"This is it."

I felt a desire to have a truly good experience and be gentle in the future. But that was no longer something as a partner.

Of course, Lee Hyun-seok was desperate in his own way, but the two of them, for example, had necks on their shoulders.

It was a situation where there was no such thing as resentment. The story I heard at the wedding became a painting line.

"I have to show you the time."

Seo Yerin declared in front of his previous aunt Seo Soo-hyun:

"When you see it?"

"At least, I'll show you that I'm much better than the old writer."

"I'm an old-fashioned writer, too."

"So, you're after your aunt, too?"

"· · · No."

Seo Soo-hyun, who had been affected by the peasantry, took away his sluggishness from his nephew's attitude at the end of the day.

I came into the room quietly and thought it was a bit painful. Who was his nephew who had been struggling with the heavy pressure of being his successor until a while ago, and now he is not getting himself into the front?

It was not a bad thing, but it was also a bad thing to plant.

While this unfair grudge was growing, Seo-yerin went into action without much care.

If she had learned anything from Lee Hyun-seok, it was a move, and so did Kee.

"My brother told Director Kwok Tae Young that he was much better than he was, but I honestly don't know."

"Yes. I don't know what you're capable of, but you're not in the right direction."

Lee Hyun-Seok, for example, had a natural talent for making it sound like it even though it was an outrageous scene and a gigantic scenario.

The transcript was proficient in urgent schedules on unacceptable topics, and even led to the creation of such situations.

In the case of improvisation, the development and the choreography changed, and if I wanted to do this, I would take out the original camera and recreate it. It was also common for us to change the script that came out.

In the absence of a correct answer, I threw out the director of the editorial office and stayed in the editorial office for a few nights.

"A little, I think there's an artistic temper. This Fiddy."

"Exactly. Do you respect Director Kim Chul in that way?"

As a person, it was just a desperate and desperate notion of the barracks, but the reactions around it were usually like this.

Well, in other words, the grievances of the two writers who met normal directors after focusing on such an unusual person were truly modest.

"When I was shooting with my brother, I could just apply the idea as I thought it would be then."

"Just a quick overview of the frozen mountain."

It was not that I did not know that it was not common. However, it was the same thing that Lee Hyun-seok was not used to.

In addition, when the "Age of Eternity" began to drift, the writers could not change their minds.

"Director Taeyoung Kwon is really amazing. I don't think you can trim the script to your liking."

"That's natural."

Films are as short as scenarios, and directors are often modest.

Among other things, Director Kwok Tae Young carefully selected the scenarios and set people aside, which he needed to do.

"It's our problem after all. Different styles. It was odd to combine it with a medium-high heating like this Fiddy."

"· · · What should we do?"

"Guess what. From now on."

Seo-yerin's eyes sparkled.

"We're tailoring it to Director Kwon Tae Young's style. This side of Fiddy is not well connected. If Director Kwak is as good as he can get, it will be quick."

That was the story of the so-called "healthy" script being submitted.

And the footage of the script so submitted was still at the last minute.

However, it was surprising that the management skills themselves were ambiguous and that there were also quite competent managers to notice such generosity.

"Yeah, sure. I think that's how they're going to change the route."

"Just in case, did you get any confirmation from your dad's company? I'm sure. I'll pass it on to Lee Hyun-Seok."

And, well, there were actors who made the care of such a competent manager unnecessary.

"What? A frontal battle?"

"Idona? What did you see?"

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