King of the Last Drama

"Chief!"

As Idona shouted aloud, Park Jin-tae pretended to be surprised.

"Why do you do that, National Actor Idona Yang? No one here asked me to do that. I don't think there is anyone who did it by triggering a rival ritual."

"· · · · · ·."

Park Jin Tae is pulling the horse and turning his gaze. Idona only breaks her lips and can't speak.

Park Jintae, who had mocked Idona enough, soon changed his face.

"Well, think of the opponent as too bad this time, Donna. I also wanted to see my son Synop because I wanted to be able to scrub with Hongji Ho Gu."

"The opponent is bad? Don't you read the article?! Idona was caught up with a new actor in Gabon PD. It's just a neighborhood."

"What does the New Man care?"

Park Jintae snorted.

"Look at the Three Nations. You were beating up three villagers in a nosy neighborhood called the Tak Gun Sang-dong Village. You're gonna be a career, no matter what."

In many ways, Idona's words were blocked at the moment of the parable.

Subsequently, Park Jintae tugs and drops one file.

"And if you look at the cancer, you can see Lee Hyun-suk here."

Idona frowned, but was curious after all.

Slip open the file and hand over the document with Lee Hyun-seok's personal details.

"There's nothing to cry about."

"That's right. Curiously, there was an appreciation of integrity in choreography, but there was nothing very prominent. However, as a specificity, · · · · ·."

Idona raises her hand and stops talking and reads the file.

As I narrowed my eyes more and more, I ended up filling my tongue with a look that I didn't like.

"Ha, the Apostle of Justice."

"Well, as you can see, the case of the outsiders is practically the same as the one in KBC."

Park Jintae shrugs.

"You, too, said the two-faced egg coordinator, pushed the time between you and Hong Ji Ho and didn't give you the right support. Gibbon PD designed it on his own in the bare ground, grabbed the writer, attracted the actors, played the book, played the basketball, and everything."

"· · · · · ·."

"I tightened up those crazy screenplays and clumsy new actors and brought them here by myself. What, you have to admit it?"

Idona still deserves to be a nuisance, but she is silent without objection.

"Wow, this is a metaphor."

Even the manager who read Idona's file was not impressed.

"The unit cost of production is not the same number of digits. In a bad way. Does this make sense?"

Park Jintae asked him.

"How's Ozzie PD? Are you okay?"

"I pretend to be okay, but it's a completely mental face."

"But this time, I was grinding this unavoidable thing about catching Zhang Chul PD, and I caught my ankle in the middle of it."

Park Jintae shakes his head and looks back at Idona.

"It's Donna. I think I need to buckle up."

"Yes?"

"I mean, there's more floors on the floor than that, right?"

"Why don't you curse? And no matter how fast it is, it can't be reversed."

#

"Living Like a Theatre" fourteenth edition has ended. The results are aggregated. · · · · · ·

Done. The average viewing rate is 13.8%, and the percentage of viewers who think of the drama as a block is 83%.

That's it.

When I saw the message, I pressed and asked him how he felt to squeeze his fist.

"Minjae, what's the SBC viewing rate?"

"That · · · · · ·."

Minjae is moody.

Director Yeong Chul is looking to shake his neck.

With the eyes of all the staff focused, Zhang Minjae smiled.

"12.9%! We got rid of it!"

"Waaah!"

A tremendous cheer burst.

"Is it real? Is it real?!"

"Puhaha! Upset! Giant Killing!"

"There's nothing wrong with pouring millions with Idona!"

"I just need to see the look on the brat's face here!"

Only one person in the middle of all the waxing has a trembling face.

Keep it.

I clapped with a deep smile.

"There's a writer who doesn't feel real yet. Let's rinse it to make it feel real!"

"Waaah!"

"Yes? Huh?"

Keela began to scream excitedly as her puzzled face was lifted to the sky.

Then the female staff hugged her and just put her up and down.

"Let's put the director up there, too!"

I also flew in the air, smiling bluntly.

I was literally thrown into the air by the rest of the fallen men.

Fuck you.

I grabbed hold of the Keeper's hand while the surroundings were filled with hot heat.

"Thank you, Gia. It's all thanks to you."

Keela still looks at me with a shaky face.

But within a year, his eyes began to blush.

"Tell me what I did. All you have to do is find one to ten and bring them here."

"Yes, yes. I'm sorry, but let's save the crying for a second."

I knocked on her back.

"Even if you cry, you have to cry after the number one watch."

Gia blinks. But within a week, Bassi smiled and wiped away his tears.

"Yes!"

It is a day of celebration, so the ceremony cannot be missed again.

While I was having fun eating and drinking, I left the bathroom for a while as an excuse.

I leaned against the wall and widened the base once.

[You've got a clot of this.]

Kim Chul Sunbae also has a blunt expression.

[No way I'm going to have to chase this good guy out. Even if you kick them out, there will be lots of Lovecall places. Or a bell.]

'The end is the last choice. We end up losing in terms of viewership.'

[That's right.]

40% or more viewing rate, 90% or more bars.

The curtains are frozen, but the viewing rate is still low.

In short, we're in the mid-40s when we put together the viewing of three-week weekends, including "Living Like a Theatre."

I actually have to read this, but it is not easy to meet even the most worthy opponent.

[What about the 8: 00 weekend drama? Traditionally, I've heard it's a good time to watch.]

'I don't think you'll give it to me, but soon MBS and SBC will be reshaped to meet.'

[There's nothing easy.]

'Everything in the world does.'

Well, you might want to think about what happens later and focus on what you're doing.

If I catch MBS like this, I won't be able to deal with it in any way.

Now it's time to set the stage.

It was then.

"· · · Director?"

I heard a popular voice from the back, and Lee pulls out his face beyond the iron door.

"What are you doing here by yourself?"

"I think I drank a little too much, so I'm getting some air."

Lee nodded.

"I see. I came out to do the same."

"You didn't drink?"

"I ate too much meat."

"· · · Yes."

He ate a lot.

Lee leaned back against the wall next to me in a natural attitude.

Kim Chul-soo, who was always unhelpful, avoided the crowd.

A moment of silence passed.

· · · It feels a little subtle.

The one who begged me to do the last piece together is now next to me as a god actor.

"Mr. Lee Lee, you've done a great job."

I snuck my horse out because of the temperamental atmosphere.

"I'm always grateful that you're doing so well."

It's not a big deal.

But at the end of the day Lee blinked.

Stir a few times and open your mouth carefully.

"· · · Am I helping the director now?"

"· · · · · ·?"

I had no doubts about it because it was so fatty.

If the one in charge of half the audience's response isn't helping, I don't know what's helping.

"Absolutely."

"· · · Really?"

"If it weren't for Mr. Lee Lee Lee, you wouldn't have made it here in the first place."

Lee Lee smiled faintly after making an unknown face.

"Some things change."

"Yes?"

"You can't help it."

Lee Lee looked up at the sky. It's a rare day in the sky in Seoul.

After that, Lee Lee took a deep breath as if he had decided something.

Then he looked straight at me.

"Director."

"Tell me."

"Tell me, can you let me go?"

I was puzzled for a moment.

However, he nodded nonchalantly. Even so, I was too timid to pay my respects to him.

I don't know if that's great, but we're talking about it in this atmosphere.

"I'll do that."

"· · · · · ·."

"I'll do it."

I smiled again at my answer.

When I didn't know what the emotion was, it was just a white smile like my name.

I scratched my head as I watched him go back to Tubbutbuck.

I don't know what the hell it was.

And it was that moment.

'Wish Achievement' has changed.

A message came to mind.

You will now be entitled to a limited partial reward once per 'wish' condition.

· · · · · ·?

What is it?

Why are you so excited about this?

#

After I lost my seat, I quickly returned home.

I slowly looked at the content of the new message with my elder.

You will now be eligible for a limited time partial reward if you satisfy one of two conditions: "40% viewing rate" and "90% or more of viewers think drama is the last stop."

If you achieve 40% viewing rate, the time limit will be increased by the amount of time spent producing the drama.

If you achieve 90%, you will reduce the viewing limit required to fulfill your wish by 5%.

These rewards are not duplicated.

"· · · Something's a little complicated."

I raised my head.

Most importantly, it's suspicious why this change is happening now.

[There's something complicated. It's actually a win-win condition to take a 40-per-cent and a 90-per-cent bar, and if you don't take one at the same time, you're going to give it to me.]

Kim Chul sunbae heavily snorted.

[I don't know what this piece of junk did, but I lived. You can't just extend your viewing by 40 percent, but the rewards are huge! Is there a difference between 40 and 35 percent?]

I felt different when I heard about it.

Certainly, as the senior said.

The average viewing rate of 40 percent per broadcast year is really hard to come by unless it's a masterpiece. However, at 35 per cent, this is a figure that has sometimes been seen in the past few years.

I saw a multiplier.

[The objectives of this work have been set. I'm taking 90% of the bars!]

"The current bar rate is 83%!"

[Arm, it's easy!]

We became confident.

There was a reason for that.

"The next one is the scene. The curtain will go up to the breaking point."

[Cancer. Even the remaining 17 percent who are gradually out of their mind can't think of this as an opening!]

Me and the senior faced each other with a small smile.