King of the Last Drama

I took a decade.

Beyond the phone, the calligrapher grumbles.

Please don't let me get involved in this kind of crazy thing again. What the hell were you thinking?

I apologized nicely.

"I'm sorry. I'll meet Writer Seo Soo-hyun and greet him separately."

Cut it out. It'll only do the opposite.

Writer Seo-yerin sighed.

So, when do we start planning again?

"Well, I'm sorry, but it's going to take a while."

· · · Wasn't the conversation going well?

"Absolutely."

I laughed.

"Now that it's all worked out, we should be ready to throw up.

· · · ·

#

New Year's Day.

After the accident at the ceremony, I barely escaped the baptism of the crowded journalists.

Since then, I have been stuck in my backroom all day trying to confront Kim Cheol's head, but it wasn't easy.

I had a lot of cards, of course, as a regression.

But there was a problem.

The first is that it's a very sudden situation, so there's no room for calm.

The second was that simply touching it didn't solve anything.

[Don't play with that support from now on. It's a bomb, a bomb.]

"Mmm."

The original plan was simple.

At the end of the ceremony, you just blow it cool and you're on your way.

However, the transfer got in the middle and immediately became a painful situation.

You can pop it, but you'll have to pop it after you get that scythe.

If I'm clumsy here, he's really a store.

[Rescue that support.]

"Yes. That means you have to stop hitting him and make him lose his motivation."

[Pump PD, right?]

"There are still a few other things left to do."

Kim Chul, who had been scoring for a while, said without a beat.

[Well, first of all, we'll have to pretend to negotiate with the loser. I want to get him out on terms.]

"Negotiation."

I became moody and looked at the cards I held.

"Take this to the table?"

I might as well repay the light defeat I've got and beg and show you a miracle that looks like I'm going to change to your line.

I sprayed dirt in front of my nose, but in the first place, I don't think that makes me very indulgent. Even that stupid performance at the awards ceremony was half alone.

But the only thing I have in my hand is a super-large bomb that can blow under their feet right now.

If you touch it clumsily, it's just a list of people who think you're gonna die and I'm gonna die.

I even know that this has been revealed to me or Kim Chul Sunbae or to the future, and I don't have the right kind of evidence.

Negotiation is not fundamental.

[If we don't negotiate, we will be forced to act and threaten, right? If you don't stop biting her, I'm gonna blow it up.]

"· · · Not the same."

If you find out that Lee Seong is an important card to me, that person will be taken hostage.

It's intimidation enough to make me think of it.

I wasn't very confident.

[It looks like the hugger is moving.]

"If you come into contact with him now, it's Patan before you start, Senior."

So I could not do this or do this without holding my hand, and I was suffering for days.

And it was Lloyd Gonzales who came around.

"Oh. I heard, Director Lee!"

He hugs me, tearing me to death.

"I can't believe a brilliant creator like you can't focus entirely on his work because he's attracted to mysterious things! It can't be a big loss!"

"Uh, yes."

I trembled and even frowned.

But I had no choice but to realize that he was selfless at all.

He was such a kind of person.

Lloyd encouraged me to go to America with myself and I respectfully declined. He was very sad.

By the time Lloyd and I had a little bit of a fight, he gave me some pretty helpful advice.

"I've been in a quarrel about a few times. Sometimes he was a huge opponent."

"Hoo."

"The most effective way to get those people to take a step back is to make them think you're crazy."

I can't do that.

I let Mack loose.

So I don't have the possibility of saying anything?

[· · · What, man?]

"In my case, it helped me to hide what I really needed and obsess over the requirements that my opponent might find very troubling."

Hm.

A petty requirement?

"Well, staff canteens have to be twice the lunch value, or the lights can't all be incandescent bulbs."

"· · · Strange."

Lloyd shrugs.

"The more peculiar conditions you impose, the less your opponent will understand you, current. The fundamentals of Gamble are to raise fears about you. And the biggest fear is usually uncertain."

· · · Even so, nothing really came to mind.

Kim Chul Sunbae asked.

What is your most desperate requirement? Except for that support.]

I slackened my head and hardened my face.

'That's why I'm returning the prize to Gia. No matter how I do it, I'm gonna break their chimneys!'

[All right, let's go with that.]

'Yes? But this is just as important as snow!'

[That's enough! Perfect! You don't have to impersonate a lunatic!]

'· · · · · ·?'

#

▶ KBC, official apology to actor Lee. 'There was a misunderstanding.'

▶ Responsible Producer of the Reactor. Decades of abuse of status with her nephew have been uncovered.

▶ Idona wrapped in a new actor, Hong Ji Ho's shoe remarks noted · · 'Korean actor' praise

▶ Live like a play Lee Hyun-Seok PD. A production story you can't see without tears. That's what makes a palace out of dirt.

▶ Lloyd Gonzalez, Secret Warden, Lee Hyun-seok Scout Norina?

Surprisingly, Kang Gil Soo lost his motivation.

Exactly, the line of business that was in the gap that was not moving burst, but that's what I was looking at.

"Excellent, Senior!"

I couldn't help but admire it deeply.

"How did you think it would just work out?"

I felt foolish when I didn't believe Kim Chul, and was preparing for the next number.

Is there anything else you can see when you're a maestro?

[That's it. That's amazing, man.]

Why did Senior Kim Chul read the language book?

I complimented Kim Chul in a hundred words and refined her clothes with a refined heart.

I arrived at my destination soon.

KBC President's Office.

"· · · You're here."

"Yes, I'm sorry for the civil disturbance. Please accept."

I gave out the envelope with a cool smile.

He received it with a dispassionate expression.

"Do you really have to do this, this PD?"

"If I had more left, wouldn't I have seen something good?"

I shrugged.

In the future, KBC will be literally a battlefield. He who pulls the wire will lose.

"However, I think I have succeeded in being able to give you an autograph myself in the 10 years of my company's life."

"· · · 8th year, isn't it?"

"I feel that way."

The president closed his eyes.

"I'm so sorry. You were the one who should have been the pillar of our station. Because I don't have the power."

"You're welcome."

I shake my head.

"If you hadn't helped Seol, Lee Seol, me, or the boss, it would have been over."

He was silent for a while and asked.

"Do you have somewhere to go?"

"I had a few suggestions on the side."

It was a bitter choice.

At the present time, the stalemate is barely beyond the earliest days of the country.

Even though we are in a slow position, it is too much to expect a viewing rate that is not as great compared to the ground waves as it was before the return.

· · · Think positively. Don't you think I'll stop pulling for a few years?

They are so thirsty for the viewing rate and the streets, so the conditions are great.

The Embarrassed President looks at my face carefully.

"I have one more proposition."

"Yes?"

"Did you know that I'm close to SBC's best friend?"

· · · should know.

President Choi Jung.

As soon as he took office, he was so excited about his station's drama.

It was quite impressive, and I used it when I first met Keeper and convinced him.

"I've been talking to you lately, and I think he'd like you."

"I don't think it's a realistic story."

The PD who was working at KBC is moving to SBC?

I know how ridiculous that sounds.

"Of course, it's hard to get into SBC directly. But the amendments to the Broadcasting Act passed this year created a hole."

"· · · · · ·?"

For this year's amendments: · · · · · ·.

[External programs shall be organized into programs produced by independent producers, not broadcasting operators or related parties. That clause was removed this year, perhaps.]

Oh, yeah.

I couldn't help but notice.

"The SBC will probably take over the stock of the producer in a few months. I plan to consolidate the notion for a little while and make it a subsidiary. I don't think it's gonna be a big deal if you put your body in one of them early."

"· · · · · ·."

This means that you will arrange an external subject matter work that will be a subsidiary of SBC.

I got confused by an offer I didn't even think of.

Well, that sounds possible, but...

"Of course it won't be easy."

The president said heavily.

"It's unprecedented, but you've already been given a name. I'm sure there's a lot to talk about. Of course there will be a garden."

"Yes."

"But I think your talent as a maker is too precious to rot in the same place."

· · · Mm.

First of all, I understand that this boss is gradually looking at the side.

Over the next few years, they're breaking our airborne chimneys, Inspiration.

[But we don't have those years.]

'That's a fact.'

I was locked in trouble.

The bells are flirting with me to give me immense power.

Somewhere else, even if you stay at KBC and blow up a mortar homerun, you have enough power to take over more of the land bitch.

Literally, I can make whatever I want.

On the contrary, President Ahmed's proposal has no guarantees.

I can't guarantee that my plan will be adopted, and even if it is adopted, any parachute coming down from the SBC can be dragged and torn off the fishing grounds.

And the only price to take it is on the air waves.

· · · Well, there's no question.

I smiled and opened my mouth.

#

A phone call was made from the River Waterway shortly after.

You son of a bitch! What are you doing?

The voice is full of anger, but on the other hand, the harsh colors are potent.

The boss looks like he's carrying a knife.

I felt dim.

I hope you're tall. For me, the BB level keyword becomes a cannon in an instant.

I told you to do it, you son of a bitch! What are you complaining about? Do you think the frozen boss will take care of you?!

"Oh, you didn't know."

I giggled.

"I don't negotiate with terrorists. That's international common sense, Mr. Kang Gil-su."

· · · · · ·.

The words beyond the sign stop and the breath is roughened.

Are you a terrorist?]

'What did you eat wrong, Senior? The villain is that way.'

[· · · · · ·.]

As Kim Chul's elder remained silent, Kang Gil Soo began to utter his swearing with horse-drawn horses.

I listened to it quietly.

"Good."

I said.

"You just assumed that my parents were dogs in six different ways. It's a pity. You've been rotting that stereoscopic expression with your garbage."

You!

"In my view, it's probably as solid as the number of years. Please be prepared."

That would be a pretty accurate guess. It's the future.

[You son of a bitch! Do you think you'll be stuck on this floor long enough to do this?!]

"Well, I'm not going to be long."

Six years would be the end of a few years.

I hung up when I was tired of playing with moderately strong roads.

"Uh-huh."

I laughed without even knowing.

[Good? I got kicked out before and I got kicked out again?]

"Different, Senior. This is going out on my feet."

I used to yell at garbage that used to look like creepy monsters.

That's good.

It feels wonderful and refreshing.

I kicked my sleeve and looked at the screen in front of my eyes.

The last day at the company of lament, the final edition of "Live Like a Theatre" was waiting for me.

It was the moment I was so motivated.

The phone rang again.

"Well, that's a backlash!"

I smiled widely when I saw the name.

For the time being, there will be no birds to stop the mood swings.

049 Seagull Victory Ceremony (5) End