King of the Last Drama

138 Two idiots in one hat (5)

"How did you see your skills this year?"

"Somehow, I'm just saying, what am I supposed to do? Anyways, I think anyone would do that."

"My kid saw better than I thought. I think Seoul is going!"

Mid-November.

At the end of the entrance math proficiency test, employees with examinee children began to moan all over the station.

Most people on the ground were busy showing off their bright faces.

"Uh-huh."

It would be most appropriate to ask my opinion.

In fact, it was natural if it was natural. To be a child and to do it was done by someone who would do it.

What is there to be surprised by the obvious consequences as much as it rains in summer and snows in winter?

"Uh-huh."

[· · · · · ·.]

Kim Chul Sunbae was looking at me with a pathetic look, but it seemed good.

Oh, my God, was the sunshine through the windows so clear?

I was enjoying the beauty of the world in a new way. From a distance, I heard Idona murmuring.

"Why doesn't that human taste a lot better today than usual?"

"Yeah, well, Gia was good at it."

"Oops, it's not just a good look."

When I went straight in, Idona was amazed. I only briefly explained the facts by looking at her.

"In fact. I didn't even have to put it in there from time to time. Do you have any idea if you can penetrate all of the universities that have been selected for competency?"

"Ah, yes. That's great."

"Absolutely not."

I smiled bluntly.

"Isn't this a time when you're being questionable because of the people who work for you these days? Aren't you supposed to say," Let me through on time, "instead of hanging on to me?"

Idona looks strangely.

"No, until recently, your performance was also one of the most rigorous skills."

"What did you say?"

"· · · No."

Idona shrugs with a rare blur. Somehow, I'm making a look like I had something to eat, but it would be a mistake.

That's how I got tired of grabbing people and stretching my vagina eggs, and I had a good idea. This was not the only problem some people should know about.

I listened to the phone.

"It's me, Reporter Park."

"Haha, yes. It always is, well."

Idona and the calligrapher who started talking to the reporter looked at me with strange eyes.

"By the way, the writer was very good at the grocery store today. Wouldn't it be nice to just solve it on the day of the sexual announcement?"

"Well, you still have to fill out the title article. Of course, I'll hold my interview. Well, wouldn't it depend on the size of the climb? Haha!"

"Oh, it's Minjae. Me! Well done. Don't you think I should put up an article?"

"Hahaha, Reporter Song. It's simple! · · · · · ·."

There was plenty of room to turn the phone around and not enough time. After all, the shooting time is approaching, so I finished the call with a bit of a grudge.

"· · · · · ·."

The look on my face made me cough a little.

"What do you see like that?"

Two days later, Gia rejoined the scene. I sigh with a slightly uncomfortable expression.

The calligrapher asked with a worried face.

"What's wrong? Where's the bad guy?"

"No, it's not that. · · Somehow, I'm glad to hear that everyone who sees me has taken the test well. I think I said hello a couple hundred times."

· · · Mm.

I swallowed a deep drowsiness as I watched Gia choke her throat with a tired expression.

"You just have to answer to the guy right there."

Idona, like Wensu, immediately exposes herself in disguise with a friendly smile.

"It's going to be harder in the future. If you're usually interviewing a reporter, how many times did a disgruntled human turn the phone yesterday?"

"Brother."

I excused myself by avoiding the sleepy eyes of the crayfish that looked at me.

"Well, that's something you should be proud of."

"· · · · · ·."

"And it's been a while since the exam. You said you could rest a little and come out."

In my words, Gia smiles with a smile.

"I studied really hard, brother."

"Cancer, you know. Don't know. I mean, a little more."

"That's right. Now I'm going to do what I want to do."

· · · Wondering what walkerholic sounds like. I swallowed a gulp to say Moore.

While smiling, Gia's eyes were quite resolute. It was a face that felt a little strange to me.

I realized that Gia was a little tall.

"· · · Well, yeah. Whatever you want to do, it's best."

"Thank you, brother."

Gia laughed.

"Can I ask you one thing?"

I couldn't help but reflex for a moment.

"Come on, what is it? Whatever I want!"

"I'm an adult, too. I want you to stop showing off like a child."

"· · · · · ·."

Again, it was a resolute expression that could not even be spilled.

After seeing my face, Kim Chul twitched his face and grabbed the boat and began to hiccup. I couldn't help it.

I raised my head with a disdainful heart.

· · · Is this a rebellion?

Standing with Gia, the writer and I went into the meeting in earnest.

It was quite a while for the three of you to come together, but it didn't feel very awkward. Rather, it was as comfortable as a puzzle filled with one missing piece.

Gia covered the manuscript with a serious attitude.

"The script came to an end, right?"

"Yeah, we're halfway through the shoot."

I took it.

"But, as I've already said, this time it's shaped to share some epics with the American side. We need an episode to fill that gap."

"Yes."

"And the writer wants you to help him if possible."

However, it was the author's opinion that there was no such thing as a "theatre-like" connection. Of course I had no reason to say no.

Gia's gaze turned to the calligrapher. Then he nods lightly, as if convincing.

"Okay, I'll work hard."

· · · Huh?

I once again felt a strange camouflage and laughed at my head.

[What's wrong?]

'No, if it's Jia's personality, can you really do it here? Isn't it normal to be followed by a gunshot saying you're not confident?'

It is Jia's nature to dig the earth slowly, even though it is scattered on the outside. That's a pretty cool attitude.

[Isn't that a good thing?]

'That's it, though.'

Well, I frowned in a curious mood. I feel like the tension is getting tighter when I hand over a gobi.

· · · Well, that attitude may be better when planning new work on the MBS side.

After all, Gia seems to be purely convincing, so I made a point.

"Well, I'm going to try to get someone else's opinion on a little something, okay?"

"Who are you talking about?"

"I'm Writer Kim Kyung-suk. You know, he had a kite with me."

Suddenly, a heavy silence descended.

"· · · · · ·."

The calligrapher frowned, and when she reached Gia, she was faceless.

Well, it was something to be proud of. I opened my mouth.

"If you have a problem, · · · · ·."

"No, I don't."

Gia replied as if cut.

"The more feedback, the better. Isn't that right, sister Yerin?"

"Huh? Uh, yeah."

Seo-yerin nods. Gia looked at me and said quickly.

"If we could, I wish I could meet him once. Is it okay?"

"Gia."

The calligrapher made a short and strong voice. But Gia's gaze did not move from me.

I couldn't help but laugh at the bizarre attitude of the two writers.

"That's not difficult, but..."

"Thank you."

Gia bows her head.

Kim Kyung-suk answered the phone, but he took my offer.

And two days later, I regretted this decision a little.

I blinked. What the hell, this atmosphere.

In front of my eyes, Bodhae was literally confronted with a thousand horses.

"Hi, I'm Keeper."

"· · · Nice to meet you."

The air that flowed was fierce. I couldn't understand the situation.

I didn't expect it to be so hot, but there's no reason for it to feel like a plate of meat.

Kim Kyung-suk was staring at Jia with his annoying eyes, and Jia was not as eccentric as usual.

"That · · · · · ·."

I was wondering if I should get a patu first.

But luckily, when I moved on to the drama that was also a professional, my attitude was a little different.

Writer Kim Kyung-suk confirmed.

"So, you want to get my subjective opinion on the story of the research journal?"

"Yes."

Writer Kim snuggled his chin and paused in thought.

"Yes, I've seen 44 paintings."

I swallowed my saliva and asked.

"· · · How did you see it?"

"As always, there was a corner in the content itself that didn't make sense, but it was interesting."

Writer Kim gave a short compliment.

"It's easier for all mortals to be emotionally upbeat about their relationships and their conflicts. It would be nice to focus on that relationship and strengthen it so that it can hold people's emotions and shake them."

"Oh · · · · ·."

Indeed, it was the answer of a bizarre dizziness of the godmother who had walked outside the curtain. I couldn't help but admire the way forward.

"What do you think, Gia?"

I looked forward to a natural match. But Gia was a vague expression.

"Of course it's a good idea, but I have a different idea, brother."

Mm-hmm.

I could never be surprised again.

It is difficult to hide your face from anyone. How could Gia comment on such a much older and more experienced writer?

Writer Kim Kyung-suk's eyebrows twitched.

"Yes. So what are you going to do about the young writer?"

In a slightly spiky tone, Gia seemed a little dead. However, he bites his lips and opens his mouth with clear eyes.

"First of all, I think it might be the first time that Yoon Gang-jin and Yoon Ga-yeon are all single children."