King of the Last Drama

It was a little while ago.

"Sorry……!"

Zhang Yeon-cheol PD, who has had several bad years with Lee Hyun-seok, the 10th year of MBS drama, bowed his head deeply. On my knees.

It was a very humiliating attitude, given that there was no one there.

"I think I've gone crazy for a while!"

"......"

"I won't do it again, so if you just take the case...! ”

His pride would never have been tolerated, but the situation was so serious. Now it was not Manya's dimension to be strangled on the station.

"Yes……"

Seo Soo-hyun, who was in a position to receive the bow, was speechless for a moment. But the contempt in his eyes was even stronger.

"So you admit it? We mobilize the trumpeters and we try to film Yerin."

"... yes."

"How come the answer feels unreasonable? ''

"I'm so sorry!"

Zhang Yeon-chul grinds his teeth and smashes his head again.

Earlier, Zhang Yeon-chul had accused the drama of mobilizing friends, journalists, etc. during the "Jewelry Box in the Research Journal" and carved it out as a means of having a writer, Seo-yerin.

Fortunately, the "Journal of Research" was acclaimed for handing over the process, but the terrible writer Seo Soo-hyun who cared about my nephew could not let it go.

And once the danger was over, MBS Wongwon Hun, who was acting like he was going to look behind him, threw him out like a lizard tail.

In the end, Zhang Yeon-chul, who had no place to depend on, came directly to me with the intention of solving it even though his hands were worn out.

"I was wrong. I was really wrong……! '

As his hands become feet, Zhang Yeong-cheol grows more and more.

Even if they make you take a complaint, the press will be thrilled. Of course it's the end of my life as a PD.

No, it will be worth it and you won't be able to get a job in the broadcasting system itself.

'How did this happen? ’

No matter how many chances you have of defeat, it was Zhang Yeon-chul's philosophy of life, and he has kept this very thoroughly.

But after Lee Hyun-seok appeared, everything went wrong.

He wouldn't have done anything to manipulate the knight to the point where he used to be. Of course, he wouldn't even consider touching Seo Soo-hyun's niece.

It was also natural to fall as long as you lost your mind.

'... damn it.'

Seo Soo-hyun, who looked at Zhang Yeong-cheol with his head bent down, was cold-hearted. Turn your head and ask your nephew who is making a complex face.

"What do you think of Yerin? You can do whatever you want."

"No matter what you think..."

Seo-yerin touched her ear with an uncomfortable attitude. I think it's a very good tone now.

"It's also true that I was lost comparing Gia to myself at the time."

Of course, it should not feel good, but it was also an international flow to abolish defamation in a realistic way.

Then it was not you who had the authority to condemn the man before your eyes.

"In this case, should I ask Lee Hyun-seok Fidi's opinion? The damage was entirely his."

"You're right."

Writer Seo Soo-hyun was positive.

Zhang Yeon-chul, who had a little expectation, fell into greater despair within a year. It would be better if Seo-yerin had only one thing to do with it. Isn't Lee Hyun-Sook going to forgive himself?

Zhang Yeon-chul was already well known for his work since "Living like a theatre", not by anyone else.

Lee Hyun-seok's blasphemy led to years of stalk and persistence. Even an adult soldier who went crazy was forced to be angry.

Is it over here?

While Seo Soo-hyun, the writer who called, explained the situation, Zhang Yeon-chul put it all down and closed his eyes without a pulse.

It was just a futile feeling.

'After all, I don't know what I've lived for. ’

It was a late realization, as evils always do in the theater.

I see....

But right at that moment, a miracle occurred that made the drama seem silly.

Well, I honestly think it's good. You two do what you want.

Even the dizzy Seo Soo-hyun writer was so unpretentious that his words were blocked for a while. Aunt and nephew face each other with a bruised expression.

But Zhang Yeon-chul's terror was nothing compared to his.

'What...?'

I look at the phone with a suspicious attitude that my ears might have gone wrong. In fact, his common sense made no sense at all.

Seo Soo-hyun also asked with a ridiculous face.

"Are you serious, nephew?"

It's consequential, but I didn't see any damage.

Well, Jang Jeon Chul from Lee Hyun-seok's point of view was a valuable reinforcement force who continued to raise the barracks while all Doriers stood in the way.

It was not that there was nothing wrong with the way it was done, but at this point, it was natural that I had no regrets.

"Well, that sounds like you're going to forgive this guy."

That sounds a little grand, but yeah.

"... why?"

That's why...

But of course the surroundings didn't think so.

An arc that came back to an unexpected opponent at all.

Why is that?

I did not understand the situation and was dumb, and a calm voice spoke to Zhang Yeon-chul, who was hardened.

Mr. Jang Fidi, are you there?

"Yes? Yes."

Not long ago, I saw "Fancy Dinner."

"Yes…?"

The moment Zhang Jeong Chul was puzzled by a chewy drama that didn't even mention it a moment ago.

Lee Hyun-seok's tone was serious.

I regretted the performance, but I liked this side rather than the "Zec Moon." I think it can be a great work.

"......"

I wish I could see the next one if I could.

The ambassador was also close to a kind of respect for the director who had taken 90% of the bars since the room was cold.

But, of course, it sounded completely different to the person who accepts it.

.. Well, can't that be why?

"Honestly, I don't understand."

Haha...

Seo Soo-hyun and Lee Hyun-suk's conversation continued, and Zhang Yeon-chul blinked.

It felt so weird.

'Is that so?'

I trembled at the shoulders of Zhang Yeon-chul's family who was kneeling.

'To me, it was possible that Lee Hyun-suk could see it.'

When I think about it, I've always woven a plate that I have no choice but to succeed.

Famous actors, famous writers, weak opponents, golden age…….

It was Jeong Chul who had been so eager to take advantage of the opportunity and trample on his competitors that he thought it was right. That's the only way to live in a world without talent.

The young Jeong Chul of the day, who had never eaten anything more spectacularly than anyone else, continued to think so.

And the only time that style collapsed was when he created "Fancy Dinner."

I had to make everything by myself, even though I had to make Lee Hyun-seok's style, unlike I used to throw. I touched the scenario and worked overnight in the editorial room for the first time, thinking about how the viewers would be more ridiculous.

With such a touch, the motive was hatred, but in the end I was forced to have some affection for my work.

But the result was an all-time bombing.

Even if the boss looked behind him, there would be no reason for him to feel a cry about shooting Seo Soo-hyun.

'Alternate......'

Zhang Jeong Chul, who bowed his head and shook his head a few times, asked.

"... Lee Hyun-seok Fiddy."

Yes, it is.

"Do you... think I have a talent as a producer?"

The answer to a man who was famous for not saying anything was simple.

Yes, it is.

"... what if I compare it to you?"

Well, if you do the same, it's much better than me.

Most importantly, the bars were over 90 percent.

But Zhang Yeon-chul, who did not know the inner lining, was forced to burst into laughter again.

"Haha..."

So Lee Hyun-seok saw the possibility for himself.

In the meantime, Zhang Chul had the possibility to forgive the many misfortunes he had committed.

Just like I used to break through a famous anonymous actor who said he wasn't talented.

"Hahaha...!"

It wasn't even funny.

If I could, if I could make something like that.

What foolishness have I been doing so far?

Seo Soo-hyun, Seo-yerin, and Zhang Yeon-chul continued to laugh and hick as they looked at each other with strange faces.

Regret for what has been done so far and a word of Lee Hyun-seok mixed like a marmalade jam and mixed his brains.

Seriously, it wasn't funny.

And after a while, Zhang Yeon-chul's eyes stood up a little different from when he came.

"I'm sorry I came to you for being a fool. I'll just go back."

Seo Soo-hyun frowned.

"... what are you going to do?"

"Well."

Zhang Yeon-chul laughed bitterly. I have a lot of work to do back then.

"I want to pay for my crimes first."

"What nonsense again."

Seo Soo-hyun did not trust him, of course, but Zhang Jeong-cheol went to the police station to reveal his sins and turn himself in.

Of course, even Wongwon Hun, who was about to cut off his tail in the first place, was not surprised.

"I don't think so. What the hell did you eat wrong?"

"It was… after speaking with Lee Hyun-seok. Perhaps there was a seedling blackmail."

"... terrifying."

"Yes."

"What the hell are you doing, Lee Hyun-suk? Who the hell is behind this?"

Writer Seo Soo-hyun applied for a visit to Jang Yeon-chul, who was in custody because of Wongwon's misunderstanding and growing vigilance.

There was something in the situation that was so sudden, it was to catch more.

"Welcome. Ask me anything."

But Zhang Yeon-chul was softened like a whole human being. Even Seo Soo-hyun, who was himself in the eyes of a human being, was a transformation that could not be disappointed.

Seo Soo-hyun, who was about to shake his head, added that Zhang Jeong-cheol was remembered.

"Oh, it's true that there's a huge scandal in the MBS Drama Bureau about new actors. I was also indirectly helping."

Surprised Seo Soo-hyun opened his eyes.

"What do you mean?"

"That's... I don't know for sure what it's all about. But Lee Seol seems to know better than I do."

"Transfer? Are you talking about our nephew and drama actor transfer?"

Zhang Yeon-chul looked a little embarrassed.

"My nephew...? Ah, that kind of relationship... Hmmm, yes. When I was a god, when I went to scout, I was being rude, and he was blackmailing me with it."

"... I want you to tell me more about it."

Seo Soo-hyun, the writer, told a long story and then came out of the detention center.

A petition was subsequently sent in the name of Lee Hyun-seok and Seo-yerin appealing against Zhang Yeon-chul's death.

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[... So, Hyun-seok, you should know that you are a more human mind.....]

After wishing for a fresh face, Kim Chul, who was raising his voice, paused for a moment when my phone rang.

The moment I received the call with pleasure, I also laughed at my head.

[Jang Yeong-cheol? This is a name I've been hearing for quite some time.]

"Even so. I just heard that he was suspended a while ago."

[What do you say?]

"So...

After I read the message, I tilted my head.

"I have something to say about MBS Wongwon-hoon."

221 Tanker Siege Tower (10) End