King of the Last Drama
213 Siege Tower instead of Wagon (2)
It was close to Thousand Horses that Seol found out about this situation even though he left his personal feelings.
Kim Chul Sunbae expressed:
[You turned the worst enemy into an ally.]
"That's a bit of a tone... but I'm not wrong about that."
The old case of "Living Like a Theatre" was purely turned over by himself, and the current case of "Three Times" is also being run over by writers Kang Woong and Kim Kyung-suk, but it was only surprising that the start was cut off.
Queens by chess, and organs by chapo combined are no different. I should never have considered the means and arrangements to seal Snow all the time.
But now the need is gone.
[Perhaps the opportunity of genius came to reverse this situation.]
"Yes, I can't miss this chance."
Until the soothsayer who finished studying dragged me away confidently, the two of us were so inflated in our dreams.
So, 30 minutes after he started showing me what he was studying.
"......"
[......]
Me and Senior Kim Chul remained silent.
"Ah... that's it."
Snow's eyes were circling. This can't be happening. Why is this happening?
Clearly, the more repeated the attempt, the better the smoke was.
To the good side.
"Well, I'll do it again."
[Done.]
Kim Chul, who had arms, shook his head. It was a heartless sigh.
[You're going to go to the International Film Festival to chew on the blue-dragon starring?]
“Ugh........"
[I never imagined it would be a painting, even if I hit Kim Chi in the face. Very emotional, like an archer.]
I'm not the fool I was expecting. Snowy glances at the muttering elder with a hiccup.
In fact, the two masters were not very good.
While I was away from work for a while, the two of them continued to buzz in an audible voice.
"I don't think the one who is the source of all evil said before."
[Manaak... What?]
"If it weren't for Director Beard, you and I would have had two kids running a small cafe, and you ruined everything."
[... is it not your head that's broken?]
Well, Kim Chul Senior and I always give and receive evil stories, but I think that I can do the same with Snow as if I have a deep trust relationship....
When I get back from the call, Snow raises her eyebrows as if she wants to see me.
"I've done eighth in high school. What about the beard director? ’
[... our studies didn't really matter when we were kids.]
"Hey, Senior. You can't lie like that. What happened in the days of the kids who sold cows and sent them to school…… •"
[You stay still, son of a bitch!]
The victorious Snow turned into a confident face and snapped within.
"Whoo."
Exhale and look back at the items you have carried.
Gimchi to hit the wrapper, color lens to emit laser from the eye, Yooseong pen to take a dot on the mouth...
Stuff piled up in a pile swirled around once, but Snow couldn't do the dramatic protagonist.
No matter what, the atmosphere was lively.
There was no answer.
Snow glanced at me with a dead face.
"I didn't lie. I saw him real hard."
"Yes, I know."
"I thought I could do well now…… •"
"So did I."
I tapped Snow's shoulder as everyone was going through.
Snow, who had closed her eyes, tried to laugh, but Senior Kim Chul said, "Ait, listen up."
[Is it over? Is there anything else?!]
"Oh, I've got a legacy actress left because of the bitch. This is a little bit confident."
[You almost got depressed by being useless! [Screw it!]
Despite the fact that Seol stopped squirming his lips, Kim Chul sunbae turned into a gloomy complexion with his arms extended.
I comforted such a senior as usual.
"Take a broad look. It wasn't just as expected. Isn't it obvious you've made a move?"
[Umm...]
"We've never done anything on good terms, but it just keeps getting worse. But this time, things didn't get any better, did they?"
When I energized him with my words, he was as stubborn and energetic as ever.
And he looked at her with a strange gaze.
"......"
[... why are you looking at me like that?]
"... you interrupted me last time."
[So how many times do you say it was a force majeure! Who do you think you are, Hong Ji-ho?]
Well, I don't know what it is, but I thought I knew that the image of the Red Ji Ho was being broken and scattered.
[Well, you can go a little slower.]
Kim Chul Sunbae, who quarreled for a while, soon changed his face as if he was just a child.
[It's not cool at the same time. Yesterday, Taeyoung Kwon is going to die too, so there's plenty of room.]
"That's right."
I hit the match, too.
"The important thing is one room. We need to clean up the footstool for the reversal of that room."
[Mm.]
Kim Chul Sunbae also agreed.
We were naturally summed up, as always.
"As long as the whole murder is caused by magic, we'd better keep up the good work."
[Good. Rear Window style?]
"Wouldn't your" Blue Bird "be better than that?"
[This son of a bitch told me not to talk about him..!]
It's always planning ahead of the actor.
Me and Kim Chul-soo seriously discussed how to hit the back of the head.
We were discussing who should agree on the metaphor style and put the POV into place to work.
"I..."
Snow raises her hand carefully. I'm a little confused.
"I'm sorry."
"Huh? What's wrong?"
"No, that's... you're trying to make a last-minute drama... right?"
Me and the senior face each other. What's he talking about?
"Let's talk about it."
"Then you shouldn't be thinking about that in the first place..."
Snow shakes her head without a pulse.
"No, nothing. I would be wrong if I didn't know."
[Well, yes.]
Kim Chul said arrogantly.
I said, "I need to learn slowly by giving him a blind eye."
#
After a few days, Seol and I spoke primarily in the office in Wighton.
During the shooting, Kim Chul had a lot of eyes to talk about, and after that, he couldn't care less about the flashing cameras in the bush.
There are only two cameras that can't shoot ghosts. There are no good rumors.
"Anyway, it's good to see you often. Draw"
Park Jintae laughed and said that, but Hong Ji-ho was a little different.
On either side, this fellow was a bit suspicious.
"Am I the only one who's too young?"
I laughed at a story that wasn't like Young Hong Ji Ho.
"Strange. I didn't know you cared about that."
"No, that's not it……"
Hong Ji Ho frowned and sought a way to mourn.
"... well, Jules, you haven't seen Donna much lately, have you?"
"Even so... What do you have, Idona?"
I pretended to ask. I thought I'd wake up after hearing from my aunt, but I couldn't help feeling a little squeamish.
It's nice to have nothing going on before and just not naturally.
Amman still didn't want to imagine what would happen if he refused to face Idona.
"No, if you don't know."
Hong Ji Ho hasn't changed his tone yet, and has changed his taste again.
"Can't you at least stop him from looking at me like that? like a lifetime of enemies."
"... so do it."
I made a bitter laugh.
"I think I've been in a bit of a shock lately because I'm trying to figure out what Alpes is on the Internet."
Snow used to look strange to Hong Ji Ho, but while studying this on the Internet, the attitude behind encountering it became very clear.
.. Well, it's horrible to see, but I don't understand. Seol didn't even know I was married.
"I don't see any sign of the Sagrad."
Hongji-ho, who was sighing, is right. I felt like I was doing something.
"What is it?"
"Wouldn't it be over if Jules went out with anyone sooner?" I frowned.
"Why me? There's Ji Ho."
"Well, then I have to close my business."
Indeed, I have shed a new voice on a worthy objection.
Folding the activity may be an exaggeration, but it was true that Hong Ji Ho had a fan class that was half as close to Idol. It's going to be pretty far away.
Hong Ji Ho, who was playing tricks on the ground, opened his face.
"Last time you had a drink, you might as well succeed, but make some love while you're at it. Even if you can't do it, there's no reason for you not to do it."
"I'll think about it when I can."
"You have an idea?"
"Well."
I smiled moderately and handed it over. It was in my judgement that I would be forced to answer so bluntly unless I understood my situation.
... well, it was only a matter of time before I realized it was a mistake.
#
Same time, MBS Sunrise Center Studio F Conference Room.
"... good."
In it, Kwok Tae Young opened his mouth with a solemn expression.
Not long ago, there was no gloomy color on the face, and the expression was full of confidence.
"So let's get these ten people off the plane with the ultimate death by the 20th."
"Yes."
"… those of you who lost the lottery will be disappointed."
Idona and Keela nod as if it were natural.
And Seo-yerin was staring up at the ceiling as he flew off the new track a few days ago and was blazed by the train leaving for space.
"What's with the lottery? Am I the only sane person here? '
But in the world of lone blindness, blindness was an abnormal law.
Seo-yerin had no choice but to take a long breath.
'Why is everyone being like this Fiddy?'
Someday it'll all be like that.
It was a terrible fantasy.
End of Siege Tower (2) instead of 213 cranes