King of the Last Drama

"You, what's going on these days?"

Not long ago, Seo Soo-hyun decided to marry his nephew. The patience that I was waiting for you to tell me about yourself exploded.

Seo-yerin's reaction to the attitude he had decided was bitter.

"You know how Aunt Fiddy is these days, don't you? How comforting."

"That's not all. What is it?"

"What are you..."

Seo Soo-hyun's nephew was dizzy. She didn't deserve the old Lee Hyun-seok because she had pierced through a subtle affection that even her nephew didn't even notice.

... well, I didn't even know about the marriage in the case of the real sons.

Seo Soo-hyun shook his head with his tongue.

"Well, I don't have to tell you."

"Huh?"

"You're a writer, aren't you?"

After a slight interval, Jimjit Taekwondo's answer returned.

"What does that mean?"

"Yerin, Yerin. If you want to get rid of Shijimi properly, you have to start with that honest look."

Seo Soo-hyun sighed a long time. Then yes.

I've been anxious since I started buzzing with Lee Hyun-seok in the media. Eventually, a series of crises seemed to have taken the issue forward, which I thought would come one day.

... Well, Seo Soo-hyun didn't think that his niece and his niece could truly understand each other.

That's why I've avoided meeting my nephew as deeply as Lee Hyun-Sook.

"... I had a little fight."

Seo-yerin reluctantly admitted, avoiding his aunt's gaze.

"But I'll make it right away. I made a mistake.”

"Well, I don't know what's going on... Do you really think the writer is wrong?"

"......"

Seo-yerin's words were blocked again.

Seo Soo-hyun was convinced that the two of them had crossed the Rubicon River.

... That's what happened.

Even Seo Soo-hyun's nephew, who had barely lost a friend, was unhappy for a while. I couldn't tell which side was more important to my nephew.

She knocks on her niece's shoulder as usual.

"It's okay, you just have to stay put."

"... what does that mean?"

"After all, Lee Hyun-seok Fiddy is one side and you don't intend to give up."

"......"

As always, Seo Soo-hyun was willing to do anything for his nephew.

No, I thought it might be a little late.

"If you stay still, this aunt will take care of everything..."

However, the reaction from my nephew was a little different than usual.

"Don't."

"What?"

"Don't do that."

Seo Soo-hyun couldn't panic until he was even cooler.

It was not uncommon for her nephew to reveal such a harsh reaction. But now something was different.

What came to Seo-yerin's eyes was an outrage to the end.

"I'm an adult, too. I've finished three projects. Maybe she's still a hot chick, but that's not why she keeps carrying me around."

"Hey, I'm not just..."

"Do the work! You want me to get help from my aunt, too?"

Seo Soo-hyun, who was trying to say something, was forced to shut his mouth with a scream. In fact, Seo-yerin, who spit it out, was also embarrassed and potent.

I try to apologize reflectively, then close my eyes and hiccup my mouth.

I hope you're comfortable.

It's traumatic when it's good, but when it's bad, you can flip your palms and help, and you can hang. Is there another life that's that easy?

"... please, don't do anything useless."

The gripped clothing is crumpled.

Seo Soo-hyun no longer said anything about the reaction.

#

'There's something. It's bigger than I thought. ’

However, there was no reason for Seo Soo-hyun to be called a cheat if he simply stopped doing 'useless things'.

Since I gave up handing it to my nephew, I started gathering information by turning my eyes around.

The anomalous airflow was soon captured as we determined and moved.

"Writer Kyung-suk Kim?"

That's right. It's been said that writer Kyung-ah and writer Kim Kyung-suk have recently become quite wealthy.

"Yes……"

Seo Soo-hyun frowned for a moment at the unexpected name.

Kim Kyung-suk, the so-called Barg-daemon.

A person who ended the era of the great family drama at the beginning of Seo Soo-hyun and pushed his own beloved juniors to retirement.

In other words, she was also the one who made Seo Soo-hyun so obsessed with her niece.

Seo Soo-hyun, who kept gathering information, felt cool.

'Lee Hyun-seok, then keep it...'

The more I looked back, the more I didn't think it was a coincidence.

Thankfully, Lee Hyun-suk played with Kim Kyung-suk, not a normal human being, but she was a girl who was close to blank even with the wind she heard. Wouldn't there be a talent like this to blow the wind?

It was natural to be suspicious.

Well, blowing the wind wasn't exactly the wrong thing to say.

'Are you sure this is all about the stone bitch?'

I might have judged the bell more carefully than usual.

However, the opposite was not enough as Kim Kyung-suk was conscious of the damage to Seo Hyeon, just as the rest of the world was.

Kim Kyung-suk himself was unable to beat Seo Soo-hyun for life. On the contrary, Seo Soo-hyun had to watch as the genre that followed Kim Kyung-suk's uproar stirs him up.

Seo Soo-hyun seemed to be frowning when he thought that the beast had reached even one remaining nephew.

'How dare you.....! ’

Soon after, Seo Soo-hyun began to grind his teeth. At this point, I was unable to refrain from seeing my niece's face.

It was natural for her to call Lee Hyun-seok right away.

Well, it was natural to have a horrible, awkward encounter.

"......"

A cafe.

Lee Hyun-seok looked at the writer with two circles staring at each other with his face twisted.

Except for the inside, as always.

#

... why.

Why did this happen?

I couldn't help but notice the tower-to-tower of Korean drama growling like they were eating each other.

There was no conversation, but the sparks that were sparking in between were inherently mild in nature, which I could not stand.

[Hmm…….]

Even Kim Chul's elder couldn't speak Moo Ra's words and was only looking at the atmosphere.

It was indeed appalling.

After a long silence, Seo Soo-hyun was the first writer to write a poem.

"Writer Kim doesn't seem to have much to do? I'm following you as an uninvited guest to meet people."

It was a sarcastic tone. The minimum example is completely different from the usual.

Of course, Kim Kyung-suk's face was crumpled in an instant. I barely noticed the look on my face.

"It's okay, but how many years are you going to play at home? ’

This time, it was Seo Soo-hyun's eyebrows.

I turned my eyes and began to observe the dragonflies circling outside the window.

Oh, I caught a mosquito.

"Don't say a drama was a success. Is that Writer Kim's power? It's all this Fiddy power right here."

"If you're so jealous, why didn't you catch him? You know, the last time we met, we used to say childish evil stories."

"......"

The two gazes became even more eager.

No, I don't know why I'm pulling again. I couldn't be more proud of myself until I was finally able to escape reality.

Seo Soo-hyun turned to me.

"Lee Hyun-seok Fiddy."

"Speak."

"I told you before, if you're going to go with the new plan, I'm going to cooperate. I'm in a position to assist you everywhere."

"......"

I was silent.

Well, writer Kim Kyung-suk is going crazy too, but if I take Seo Soo-hyun as an assistant, everyone in the world will think I'm crazy.

Especially, Choi Kyung didn't know he would seriously book a psychiatrist…….

"I can't see you."

Writer Kim Kyung-suk frowned as he frowned.

"Even if you're blind to your nephew, what would your body be like if you came out like that?"

"I know what you're doing, Kim. I know you're pushing him out openly."

"Ha, isn't that the opposite order?"

"What?"

"The one who can't pay for it is my nephew, and he's messing with all the water. Don't you know?"

"Writer Kim, are you done talking now?"

I was forced to watch the low-level fights of the high and low.

But I shouldn't have. While I was dumb, the fire was instantly transferred to me.

When the battle didn't seem to take place because they wrestled with each other, the two gazes came at me at the same time.

"Yeah, what do you think of this Fiddy? Who do you want to go with?"

"Uh... yeah?"

While I was embarrassed, Seo Soo-hyun said.

"Let me ask you something. Keeping it common sense makes Yerin better than the writer, Kim better than the writer. ''

Writer Kim Kyung-suk's eyes narrowed.

"I've never liked that before. Your era was long overdue. Don't you know?"

"Isn't that you? What's the point of getting old together? ’

"Ha, don't treat it the same. Do you think you can come up with something like" Three Times "when you talk to this guy? It's a good thing you didn't grab your ankle for pride!"

"Oh, well said. I heard some interesting rumors about how much the writer has grabbed his ankle..."

While arguing like that, one of the two eyes remained focused on my mouth. I think I need you to talk right now.

'What is this?'

I sweated.

Why can't I just be this old and have a good dad and a good mom and not answer the same question?

Even this was much worse in that I screwed up no matter how I answered it....

I desperately rolled my head. I came up with a good idea.

"Well, this is a problem that I can't decide on my own."

"What does that mean? If Fiddy doesn't make a decision, who makes a decision?"

"Well, Webflix is a foreign company with a little bit of interference. I can't push like a domestic."

John Taylor.

Ironically, the only thing that can save me right now is a writer like Wensu.

The look on the author's face became even more harsh as I shifted my responsibilities.

I noticed that I have a human being who is the cause of this fight more than anything else.

Seo Soo-hyun said.

"Then you can call the writer now."

"... are you talking now?"

"I think it's a good time."

Writer Kim Kyung-suk also agreed.

Thinking about it, I was willing to offer John Taylor as an offering, not as a star of righteousness.

But his reaction to hearing the autologous species on the phone was rather unusual.

Oh, that's great. I'll be right there. I've got someone to show you.

"... that you're going to show me."

And of course, I'm a scenario writer. It's nothing compared to those old fools!

"......"

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