King of the Last Drama

Kim Kyung-suk wasn't doing anything because it was me after he started to run mad.

No, Dorian was researching it in my own way and was trying to adjust the curvature as a choreography.

This time, there were also solid guidelines as usual.

"Now Three Times has become incredibly big, hasn't it? To the extent that I haven't."

[.. well, perhaps there is no origin in history. Not without another jerk like you.]

I coughed.

"Hmmm, what am I saying? There are a lot of things in the world that give us images that aren't as big as they are real."

[Hmm?]

One or two pieces of silk that are buried in vast settings. If you greed and fill a metaphor, the roof will collapse first.

I didn't know there might be real hope if I benchmarked the item with the title of "Glorious Barracks."

[It's easy to say…….]

Kim Chul Sunbae was skeptical, but I challenged him.

And well, of course I did.

[Oh?]

"If this is……!"

I held my fist on fire.

In fact, the scene was better than imagined. To the point where he began to doubt his talent for the bars he had, it seemed like he had washed away.

It's like there's too much to do. I think it feels like a college assignment is buried.

This is enough for the viewers to nod their heads.

The self-portrait, too, began to run for a while, and this time, the greatest puddle saw it.

"Uh-huh, I guess it's my turn to look at this."

"Uh-huh?"

"You don't have to catch it anymore. If we pretend at this point, we can pretend."

Well, first of all, I don't know what Chuck is. Chuck Norris?

While I was blindfolded, the biggest chunk hit me confidently.

"It's okay, I've prepared for the impact in my own way!"

The meaning of the word was soon known.

Originally, he was a big fan who was famous for his stamina to the same extent as Kwok Taeyoung, who hated jogging.

But the last time I visited, Director Kwok Tae Young was jogging. And similarly, he was doing his gym.

Well, where the hell did the world go wrong?

You're right. Even if everything turns out to be true, it won't be possible to put you in jail in today's world.

But it doesn't matter.

After only a few weeks of mushrooming, Mao swallowed up the messy screen. It was around the end of the pole.

Compared to the roundness until then, those who looked at 'sincere' with astonishment were enthusiastic.

Lee Hyun-Seok has dieted to the maximum!!!

Director Kwak hasn't done it in over a decade.

Honestly, the chunk itself is intact, but the screen is full.

I reflect on myself in the early part... I think I really meant Three Times , this guy...

The heavy metaphors I set out and poured out were not so disturbing as the protagonist was playing a role in the heart.

No, the weight on each of the protagonists' actions began to become more realistic as the screen became meaningful.

His skin did not cease to stand alone.

"Well... I guess I'm too tall for that. You don't belong next to him."

"...."

"Oh, it wasn't this line. You made a mistake. Haha!"

He raises his head with an unrelenting smile next to his big smile.

I was mistaken to hear something break.

It's okay! All healed up! Raise your head!

Well, I did a lot of image training. This time, I think I can help you, maybe…….

It wasn't perfect after the cold, but it was becoming a valuable ally of mine.

But it seems that there was no dory in the containment system leading to the sediment pool.

The greater the provocation, the more the expression starts to break, and the end bursts out.

Why don't you give up?

Now you've noticed, what kind of villains they were.

"Harassment against me is only three blood steps.

You've seen enough. The police, about the many evils your friends have been eyeing.

Shit, we're replacing what you couldn't judge in your world! What's wrong with that?

Negotiation……

"Ah, why can't the world be right alone?

-Everybody was an ambassador from one man's mouth in one scene.

Snow dominated the scene by changing the tone, tone, tone, and expression. The heroine, who was in an incomprehensible realm, came down to the stage that the viewers could perceive.

The clichétic and obvious goal that I thought was the culmination of the flower dragon was packed perfectly with the ideals that Snow showed and the resulting faithfulness.

Sometimes the scale tilts. But then you learn to deal with imbalances.

And even in that wind, the attitude of the male protagonist did not collapse a bit.

The camera was just two people without background processing, but the whole screen seemed to be already full of invisible energy.

The director was swallowing his sensibility, and the lighting director was holding his fist on fire.

And I wanted to cry.

We must be enemies.

Snow disconnected her articulate tone. The feeling of encountering the valley was as unpleasant as a broken voice machine was cool.

Yes.

Indeed.

Staff's insistent cheers leaked.

I shouted the cut with a self-centered heart.

I have glared...

I can't make a curtain for anything like this...

#

"Did you get the viewing? Viewing rate?"

"Huhu, don't be surprised……"

"What is it, Earl?"

"You little brat!"

While the staff was dozing off their chests, I was turning my head, staring at the message thread before him.

It's a mug. "Aww! 'Elasticity poured out.

The "Three Times" 33 paintings recorded a viewing rate of 44.4 per cent and a bar rate of 4 per cent.

As me, in many ways, it was the highest record. And, well, it was a terrible shame.

But unlike me, all the staff were thrilled.

"Jackpot. Jackpot I."

"What's so bad about the world these days? Even if you shoot well in Portless, you're in the era of hitting 4!"

"You love the airwaves recession! They didn't just make it!"

Everyone was delighted with this figure because "The Age of Eternity" and "The Humble Lunch" each held 15 percent of the time.

It was the usual view that drama pies were usually distributed beyond the peak of the 00s. At least as the sun went down.

But now we have surpassed 70 percent by overlapping time zones.

I couldn't be happier for those who were anxious to see the whole pie getting smaller in real time.

He was the representative of Choi Jeong Choi. He comes to me, but he just hugs me and knocks me on the back.

"My apologies!"

"What do you mean?"

"The one you laughed at when you chose Kim Kyung-sook! You can curse in my face today! No, it's a lifetime of cursing! Hahahaha!"

"Oh yes... that's it."

"Look at this humble! Hahahahaha!"

Director Kwok Tae Young also congratulated him on the phone and applauded him with a buzzing voice. Idonado reached out in a loud voice, and calligraphers and Jia also spoke in different calls.

The fact that the two writers didn't fight so badly at all made me feel at ease.....

Kim Kyung-suk was also very relaxed, unlike the old days.

"Let's keep our promise with this. Well done."

"... promise?"

"Didn't you promise to help Seo Soo-hyun feed the writer?"

"Aah."

I used to say that. I frown my eyebrows as I nodded without a pulse.

"I don't think Seo Soo-hyun has reached his peak viewing rate yet."

Perhaps Seo Soo-hyun's last work was more than 50 percent viewership.

Writer Kim Kyung-suk laughed bitterly.

"I know it's not the same as it was then, and I know him. In the sum of the viewing rates, in the tendencies."

I hesitate for a moment and add a word.

'' In the first place, this fiddy gave me something that didn't compare to a simple viewing rate. "

"Well......"

"By now, the old man will be boiling inside me. That's it."

I don't know, is that so?

There was a world that I didn't understand very well.

And writer Kim Kyung-suk rarely thanked me for lowering his head for the first time.

Thinking of the first time I met him, I couldn't help but be frightened by what was close to the wall of heaven.

"Well, Seo Soo-hyun won't come out to beat me in the first place."

I was embarrassed and asked.

"Why?"

"I already have too much."

Now, writer Kim Kyung-suk said that he would not be able to come and throw everything away and choose the path to become a challenger.

Rather than being sarcastic, it was just a silly tone.

"I could have started on the other side. It's not your fault that the viewing rate is so low, it's the end of the line. But it was hard when the lunatic came out..."

"You mean Zhang Jeong Chul Fiddy."

"Well, I don't have the habit of remembering each other's names."

Even Kim Kyung-suk, who was earlier called the youngest godmother, had nothing more to say than that in "The Humble Lunch."

I may have raised a monstrous monster...

While I was chewing on regrets, Kim said.

"And I heard some interesting rumors."

"It always is. What rumors are you talking about?"

"That cute writer I met with Seo Soo-hyun's nephew was based on."

"......"

I frowned.

The first was not a very interesting rumor to me, and the second was the question of how I knew it.

A bitter smile returned to my gaze.

"Manager Kang."

"Damn it, is it him again...!"

Why the hell is he doing the manager? There's no one who's good at it but that.

Kim added in a passing tone as I put my head on.

"Well, I'd like you to make room for me when you have time."

"With whom? '

"Keeping in touch with the writer."

"Yes?"

I raised my head. On the visible face comes a hard to read laugh.

"It's hard for you to get out of here, so I'm kind of smoking. I can't lose because I don't have enough juniors."

End of division (9) looking at 233 thousand Lee