King of the Last Drama

"Yes, I understand. On that side, I'll pass it on."

Park Jintae put the phone down. Idona asked him to take his coat.

"Are you leaving, Chief?"

"Huh? Uh, yeah."

As usual, I would say a few words about the title of the old chief. But Idona's soft smile made her nod with a vague expression.

It was a similar attitude a few days after Idona started this act. I'm glad you're not as scared as Hongji-ho.

· · · No, in the first place, I did not even know worse, considering that I did not know the old character of Idona.

Idona smiled softly.

"Goodbye. Be careful."

"· · · Come. Don't go out there by yourself, because Jae-seok will be back soon. If anything happens, I want to call the staff outside."

The door is closed and only the tents remain.

Idona, who shook her hand quietly, stretched her arms and sighed small.

He turns his head. On the other side of the empty office is a large full-body mirror. Lee Hyun-seok, who made fun of me, said it was too bad he didn't have a mirror one day, was really in there a while ago.

Idona approaches there and glances at herself. I raised my hand and touched my tail. A tone of unconvincing confidence flowed out, whether it was due to the recent act or not.

"· · · Is that so strange?"

I don't think it's bad to look at it objectively. This is even more the case when compared to usual.

However, even though Hong Ji Ho, a Wensuin, was quite proud of Lee Hyun-suk's haunted face.

"You don't have to like it if you treat it nicely."

Idona grumbles a little and sits on the couch.

The time has passed because of the ignorance. I felt more and more confident as the clockwork descended.

I don't know much about human psychology, but if you're postponing someone for over a decade, maybe you can get closer to it.

· · · No, maybe I was originally of this nature. I just didn't get a chance to reveal it like that garbage.

"Let's quit."

Idona stopped thinking. Thinking about it, it wasn't even a good fit.

"Yes. Idona is Idona."

The moment I opened the base like that, the door opened. As soon as he saw Idona, Hong Ji Ho trembled.

I can't tell you how to moor. I can't help my mouth.

"er · · · · · · · · · ·."

"What are you doing now?"

When Idona was annoyed, Hong Ji Ho kept his eyes shut. Then it became painted within a year. A parable was the face of a family member who had been sentenced to a term of imprisonment, even if it was an article rehabilitation.

"It's Donna."

"Why?"

"I'm sorry, but please curse me."

"· · · What?"

Idona frowns. But Hong Ji-ho was a serious face.

"Whatever it is, curse me."

"Are you an asshole?"

Despite Idona's despicable tone, Hong Ji Ho became a peaceful face. I feel relieved with a look like I've come to any retreat.

"Thank goodness. I thought you were completely turned around."

"· · · · · ·."

"You were worried."

Idona tries to shoot Moora and just turns into a nosebleed. Let's just continue with the human.

Idona's gaze touched the envelope with the acclaimed Hong Ji-ho.

"· · · By the way, what is that?"

"It's a video. I'm going to do some movies at home."

It was a really old videotape that Hong Ji-ho took out.

"In the world these days, you too."

Idona sighs and stops.

"· · · What is this?"

"Oh, you know Director Kim Chul from the movie. He's a young experimenter. I brought it to show you Lee Hyun-Seok Fiddy because it's hard to get."

"Give me that."

"Huh?"

"Give it to me."

Idona asked if she would take it and look at it. She opened the top case, stretched the tape, and grabbed it and tore it. I didn't know if it was enough, but I even stepped on it with my heel.

As Hong Ji-ho opened his mouth, the videotape went straight to the trash.

"No, what are you doing? Did you really spin?!"

"Don't do anything useless."

Idona said coldly.

"My friend doesn't need to know that human."

"· · · What?"

Hongji-ho, who had not known the situation for nearly a decade, was blinded.

#

"Mmm."

I was looking carefully at the writers on the list. I can't be that discreet this time.

Even if he could not, he needed a writer with a real exhaust barrier of 10 years or more, if possible.

Choi Eun-jung is too young, and the end of Park Mi Gyeong is fuzzy and fuzzy.

Few names have been cleared after a backlash. I was locked in contemplation whether or not I should erase one of them.

Kim Kyung-suk.

54 years old, 25 years old.

Honestly, he is an incomparable person with a career and performance. He is the goddess of the Staff, who has no one to come into contact with until one of the potters rises to the Divine.

Even after Jia's youngest year of playing, the match between the two audiences was likened to El Classico and became very popular.

In other words, it is a true evacuation with a blocking force and more experience comparable to the Zia of the High Ages. That's a talent I'm desperate for.

Even so, it was my concern that there was not enough trouble to attract.

[· · · No, are you really going to do it?]

Kim Chul Sunbae looked at me with a glaring face. I wondered.

"On the contrary, why did you think I didn't mean it?"

[That's it.]

Kim Chul Sunbae had so much to say that he didn't know what to say.

[· · · Do you have any choice but to wait until the end of the "Research Journal"?]

"Nothing."

I cut it right in half. Then see what it looks like.

In retrospect, "The Jewelry Box in the Research Journal" was a work that was forced to move differently from my intentions from the beginning.

First of all, I couldn't make it a curtain. So I had to leave the numbers at first, and when it didn't matter, I had to hang Diego to borrow the power of the system.

And I could only be sure at this moment.

"The choice was made in the first place."

[What to do, Hyun-Seok. Who would have imagined that Rodriguez would be like that at first.]

I shook my head resolutely at the consolation of Kim Chul.

"That's not it."

[Huh?]

"I shouldn't have done that if Diego was going to secure the barricade."

[· · · · · ·?]

The more I looked back, the more foolish it was. One day, the war and the afterlife were reversed.

What was my wish in the first place? It was to pull out the ultimate drama myself.

It's not a passive purpose to keep my hair from flying. It was a goal I wanted to make.

I can't believe I turned it over to someone else and hoped for misfortune, but nonsense has enough.

[No, you, me, or what were you going to do this time? I'm just going to take a partial reward and fill it up.]

"Damn it! That kind of retreat has caused us to swing so far!"

When I banged down the desk, Kim Chul was stunned. I raised my voice even more before Kim Chol sunbae left the castle.

"Look at the catastrophe now, Senior!"

[· · · What catastrophe? Is there one company that's going to grow useless underwater and the series that started without thinking about it is going to be a big franchise?]

"What else could there be?"

Kim Chul Sunbae was silent. You're making a big deal out of it.

"Is that it? Do you know what they call me in Segan?"

With the broadcaster's reputation, I was humbled to see talent, dreaming of the underworld and being magnificent.

Only? Even the nonsense that I was planning all the current situations two years ago.

I might have laughed and handed it over, if not for the ultimate president.

I couldn't help overestimating what was piled up.

"Where the hell do I live?"

[Well, in Segan's eyes, it sounds even more nonsense that he rolled all the way here.]

Kim Chul Sunbae sighed.

[Anyway, calm down, Hyun-seok. That's not how the world works, is it?]

"Like a play, in the early days, you didn't do well with your fists."

[At least then the writers were on your side.]

Kim Chul Sunbae shakes his head and looks at the list I wrote.

[The authentic last minute drama you think of needs an older writer. Isn't it?]

"· · · That's right."

[Are those writers stubborn? Don't you think they make drama all by themselves?]

· · · That's not the case.

Kim Kyung-suk is the writer on the top of the list. Nose is as high as it can be.

However, the opponent is not lowered in proportion to his ability to snore because he is a less advanced opponent.

[I assure you, your reputation will be of no use to you. It's a good thing you didn't let go of the fishing pole.]

"How do you know? I was the only one in the movie."

[· · · Everyone knows this arrangement.]

Kim Chul senior coughed in vain.

[Anyway, just rushing in is not the problem. We have to move slowly under the water.]

"Mmm."

I was locked in my thoughts for a moment. Kim Chul's words definitely made sense.

But it was only logical.

"Then I'll move right away."

[· · · You heard me, right?]

"I've heard it and I know it's true."

But I had some kind of intuition. The intuition that if we don't live up to our present momentum, we'll just be drawn to the situation again.

There is no damage to be underestimated.

Isn't that the Hungarian spirit that most recently fell in love with me?

[Hungary will freeze to death.]

Kim Chul Sunbae is full of tongues.

[No, so what specifically are you going to do? Shouldn't there be a specific way before psychology?]

"In Segan, however, you think of me as some kind of great imitator."

I said.

"Then we're forced to use that reputation."

[Chuckles]]

#

Kim Kyung-suk, who is the 25th year of fishing this year, was not actually a highly regarded writer from the beginning.

Her previous mentor was surprisingly Seo Soo-hyun writer. Kim Kyung-suk looked at her and raised a dream and tried to write a piece that was influenced by it.

But the reputation was bad. It was more like a fortune that she had been kicked out of the industry about two and a half times before she could barely take the chance again.

In order not to miss that fortune, her readings allowed her to regain her present status.

It was easy to misunderstand, but Kim Kyung Sook himself did not disgrace it. I was so proud.

However, human psychology was so bizarre that the subtle emotions that remained made Seo Soo-hyun, a respected writer, reluctant and despicable.

Kim Kyung-suk doesn't like Seo-hyun. However, I didn't usually know that I had someone I hated more recently than that.

And the PD in front of his eyes is him.

Lee Hyun-suk, who sat face to face, was a sunny face who had no idea how he felt. Kim Kyung-suk reluctantly opened his mouth.

"· · · What brings you here? If that's what you said, I would have said no."

"You've come to think about that a little bit."

Lee Hyun-seok smiled softly. If maintainer or Seo-yerin saw it, he felt so good today.

Kim Kyung-suk thought after seeing the look on his face.

'· · · Are you here to blackmail?'

110 Elephant Knowledgeable Blind (4) End