King of the Last Drama

014 The wart carries his foot in front of the cart

Two weeks have passed since we even entered the crankcase in earnest.

"Cut! Well done."

"Phew."

Seol Yong's actor walked out with his face to the script.

Temperature close to 34 degrees Fahrenheit. It's hot weather to turn the location around. The actors and staff are exhausted.

The director sighed and wiped the sweat.

When I came to the lighting director, Lee Kwang, who didn't deserve to be here, was muttering.

"Well done, Senior. But you're done in ten."

"Well done, that's it."

Yong-sool grumbles and receives water. It must be hard for an old man who is close to 60.

Choi Sun-young, who gave me the water, was also over 50 years old.

Seon Yong-yong looks behind his head and shouts.

"Supervisor Guy. Be gentle, be gentle!"

"I'm sorry."

"I can't say anything because the scene is crazy."

I was forced to bow my head, laughing awkwardly, without saying Moore.

I also wanted to be moderately cool. What kind of creepy act would you need in the first place?

[Damn it, you can pick better than this.]

Unless you're just a ghost whining around in the back.

During the pre-production process, Kim Chol, who had barely thrown advice and moderately ignored it, was no longer patient when it became a full-fledged production process.

Once I wrote Conti, it was difficult.

[Medium] Right there? Are you out of your mind? What else are you doing? You have to go from Long to Tightpool.]

[I'm just handing over this image line, Bear Tang! You need to be alive while you're buried in the blocking!]

[What? The looking-room? Lead Room? What's the absolute law of the scene? This is the scene you have to run. You can just shake it if you want!]

As a respected senior, I couldn't help it if I was pointed out in front of my nose.

'This won't make headspace out of the microphone!'

[Then just put on the wireless microphone, you idiot!]

'Hey, I'm going to get the sound involved. You don't even think about post-processing?'

While writing Conti, I and the senior continued to quarrel over each other's saliva.

Movies and dramas look similar, but they make a big difference. Filmmaker Kim Chul Sunbae and Drama PD were forced to disagree.

· · · Of course, if you go into the actual shooting, Kim Chol's idea of nine in ten is better.

The title of the three major film festivals was not a ghost stop.

Of course, he was too busy pretending to be good at it to be even more angry at the actual shooting.

[Jeong Tae Soo, that's what you're talking about! How good are you at pulling emotions when you're immersed? Do that and indulge?! Hey, Hyun-Seok! Go break that son of a bitch's leg!]

'Yes, yes. If you break a real leg, you'll be dead in five years between you and me. Calm down.'

Even if I want to be OK enough, if Kim Chul Sunbae is in the back, I start to look like a bad person.

Then I have no choice but to order a retake.

I'm not bad.

"Huff, huff, huff."

"Hey, I got him, I got him."

Hanyumi of 'Airridge' sat down after 30 retakes with an okay and an iron puff. But I'll be up in no time.

"Thank you!"

Han Yumi ran. As the old actors knock and praise, the sweat bursts into tears.

"That's surprisingly poisonous. It's better than I thought."

The director of radiography does not miss the sight, but puts it on camera.

It looks refreshing to me.

"I wish I could put it in a low-end."

Director Joe laughed at me.

"Are you confident? Your fans are going to run aground."

"No, what did I do?"

"Hey, I've been working with you for the last few years, and I thought you were the toughest guy in the world. But I'm trying to shake that conviction. Do you understand?"

"· · · · · ·."

Director Joe Tsk his tongue.

I was unfair.

How can I still do Kim Jeon Gam PD? What a curse I had on him.

"Well, it's still a good shooting scene. The results are good. Hm, who would think it's a pd to take a picture of you?"

The passing Minjae chuckled and laughed. He was busy moving because he was the best in AD.

"Honestly, I was worried that you might taste a little better after hearing what you said when you read the script."

"What, man?"

"Haha, you were convincing. We're going to work!"

Minjae ran out.

I liked the atmosphere of the shoot, not the atmosphere. The faces of the staff are bright at first, because the actors are struggling and satisfied.

The scene that looked like a mess in the screenplay is actually moved, so the painting was better than I thought.

"Can we still scrub up to seven percent of the audience?"

"Ah, I see high. Nine percent!"

Often a positive outlook has also emerged.

· · · if that's a positive outlook.

Anyway, the shooting was going smoothly.

And of course, some people couldn't stand the smooth look of it.

One day, when I finished filming, I froze.

"Hey, Lee Hyun-suk! You got it!"

I frowned. I harden my face even as I was acting.

It was the right scene.

"Wait, you can't come in now!"

When I look back, Wen is sneaking into the shooting room.

It was Bae Jae-yun.

"Out of the way! Huh? Aren't you a bikini? On the subject of choreography."

The fool who was trying to stop me retreated with a blemish. This is why the dorsal CP was coughing and following.

I reluctantly hit them.

"· · · What's going on?"

Brainstormer CP did the jaw. It means we go where the actors don't have eyes.

It didn't seem like a good thing.

Even at the end of the freeze, the actors just sent it back.

And you are.

"I mean."

I made a laugh.

"Are you saying you're going to take half the staff out of the plate you just filmed, now?"

"I can't help it."

The backlash CP said naturally.

"There's a shortage of personnel on the first team. There's a limit to what I can do to stop it."

Son of a bitch.

"· · · Our planning is now only about eight times the average. Did all the rest of the staff go on vacation?"

At least it's a number that's barely filled with Kim Jeon sensation PD.

The dorsal CP pulls the tongue.

"I don't know how to live a social life like that. We're battling MBS at 10: 00. I've already scratched as much as I can, and I've been instructed by the Director to support Team 1."

"· · · · · ·."

I'm sure the director didn't ask you to recruit a well-appointed team member.

"And didn't you guys come up with a plan by forgetting? Just give it up."

Half a barrel at this point.

[Fuckin 'crazy motherfucker!]

Kim Chul Sunbae is so grumpy that he is a ghost.

It's not funny, but I laughed.

I can't believe it came out so badly as an eyesore.

The back is frozen with unexpected sleepiness, and another one appears behind it.

"Well, that's why this side falls into today. Well done."

"· · · · Directed by Lee Kwang-do."

The backlighting director, Lee, is also smiling.

Every time I give an order, it looks like I've chewed shit, but it's the face of a decade of stalemate.

At the back of it, there are close to a dozen staff in line. I'm sure you've done your job ahead of time.

Most of them are orphans. I even saw a few AD guys who have been struggling with me for years.

I was completely laughed at by the fact that I couldn't face my eyes.

Yes. It would not be advantageous to ride the Barricade CP line because you are loyal to the Falling River Oral Shinsae Bong PD.

"So you didn't listen to me. It's too late to write an autograph. What should I do?"

Bae Jae-yun laughs past me. I even raise my voice.

"Here's your staff to Team 1, Snow Beam." Opportunity to move to KTX at the Palace Hall! Performance-paid breadcrumbs! "

· · · Do you know what this is?

Different staff members shudder at strange situations they have never had in their entire lives.

Obviously, staffing is not that old-fashioned. It is determined by a thorough review from the planning stage.

No matter how much primary authority the staff has, this situation is ridiculous now that CP is already a consultant.

· · · Well, it doesn't make any sense because it's usually the logic of a powerless guy, but it doesn't mean much.

"Well, we're just a few minutes away! Last chance!"

Bae Jae-yun was in the middle of something.

"· · · What is this fuss now?"

One of the young women, who appeared somewhere, frowned.

I want to blink at Bae Jae-yun's face for a while, and then I smile.

"I've never seen a face, is it AD?"

"No."

"What about the FD?"

Laughter deepens.

"Come with me. It's only a matter of time before we bury ourselves in this wretched plot. We should build a career and get out. I know one decent outsider."

It was the moment when my hand reached my shoulders with a sticky approach.

At that moment, there was a person who grabbed him and pulled him. Bae Jae-yun glanced back.

"Oh, what the fuck, uncle?"

Bae Jae-yun's eyes widened.

But the dormant CP wasn't looking at him.

"Good catch."

I heard voices in the back.

"If a finger touched my kid, I'd bury him with anything."

Tubbutbuck.

A middle-aged woman who looks mediocre is walking.

However, the motivational CP who saw her only shed sweat.

Even the dizzy Bae Jae-yun's face shivered to see if she knew.