At half past five in the afternoon, the evening sun shone obliquely into the room with clutter, and a suspected human creature was sleeping Jeonghyang, who had been busy for three days in a row, finally got the special project for the last episode of the show done, and Jung Hyuk-jae felt that he was full of exhaustion.

Since returning from lunch, Jung Hyuk-jae has stuck to the pillow and has not gotten up again, and the blurry scenes have been flashing in his sleep, passing by frame by frame quickly, like a movie fast-forward at high speed.

Several familiar faces often flashed in the picture, and Jung Hyuk-jae himself was in the picture, but he had never experienced that scene himself, and the strange dream made Jung Hyuk-jae frown in his sleep.

"Oppa, wake up!"

"Oppa, wake up!"

When I opened my hazy eyes, what I saw was not a soft girl next to the bed, but the mobile phone on the bedside that was still screaming, and the unique mobile phone ringtone kept ringing.

grabbed a handful of messy hair, picked up his phone and glanced at the screen, and his face, which was clouded by the ringtone disturbing his sleep, instantly softened a lot.

Pressing the connect button, Jung Hyuk-jae smiled and said, "South America, why do you have time to call me?" Aren't you supposed to be busy at the auto show right now? ”

Jung Hyuk-jae's voice fell, and after a long time, he didn't hear the answer from there, and Jung Hyuk-jae looked at the phone screen strangely, showing that it was still on the phone.

"South America? Are you listening? ”

The soft and bright voice of "oppa" came through the microphone, and it was clearly the female voice in the mobile phone ringtone just now.

"Oh? I'm here, what's wrong? ”

Jung Hyuk-jae responded, not noticing that his girlfriend's voice was not quite right, but thought it was because of the fatigue caused by the recent auto show.

"Let's break up!"

"What? Yikes! What did you just say? The head that had just woken up instantly woke up, and his clenched fist slammed into the head of the bed, and the already thin-walled headboard instantly shattered in half.

"Yikes! Kwon South America, if you have the ability, tell me again! ”

"Let's break up!"

Leaving such a sentence, the other end of the phone hung up the phone resolutely, leaving no time for Jung Hyuk-jae to scold.

"Oh West!"

When Jung Hyuk-jae called again, the other party's phone had already been turned off, and he had nowhere to release the smell of gunpowder, so he had to regard everything in the house in front of him as an enemy and vent his anger.

When I stayed for more than ten minutes to see, the already messy room changed its appearance, Zheng Hyuk-jae sat on the edge of the bed and gasped, and the kidney six screen that I bought some time ago was broken into a snowflake screen and thrown on the ground, without a trace of pity from the owner.

The anger in his heart was vented, Zheng Hyuk-jae's face calmed down a lot, the smile on the corner of his mouth had long disappeared, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

I don't know how long it took, Jung Hyuk Jae suddenly woke up from a dream, got up, took a step, walked to the bathroom, picked up scissors and trimmed the hair that had not been treated for many months, which is the unique ability of being a PD to trim his own hair.

Simply cut his hairstyle, picked up the razor by the washbasin, shaved the beard on his lips and chin, and turned a mature man in his thirties into a twenty-year-old little fresh meat.

Looking at himself with bloodshot eyes in the mirror, Jung Hyuk-jae couldn't help but smile bitterly, if he could really stop his troubled steps, would he be like an ordinary person, sleep lazily on his days off, accompany his girlfriend to go shopping, press the road, eat barbecue by the way, and then go to watch a brainless movie?

If this was the case, wouldn't what happened on the phone just now happen?

However, all this beautiful thing can only be imagined, and the reality is so helpless that people don't have the heart to be idle at all, and the fast-growing city of Seoul will silently exert force behind you, so that you have to move forward, not backward.

Thinking about these nonsensical thoughts in his head, Kidney Liu, whose screen was shattered on the floor, was still working strongly, at least the horn was not broken, and another phone call came in.

Jung Hyuk-jae glanced at the mobile phone on the ground, and his face turned cold again.

"Senior Zheng, I'm Nan Haochu of the Variety Show Bureau, Director Jin has something to ask you to come to the TV station."

In the microphone, the male voice explained respectfully.

Hearing this, Jung Hyuk-jae nodded, "I know, I'll go over in a while!" ”

"Okay, excuse me, Senior Zheng!"

I hung up the phone, shook my head, changed into a simple and comfortable sportswear, grabbed my car keys and prepared to go downstairs.

Jung Hyuk-jae's rented apartment belongs to Jongno-gu, Seoul, not far from Yeouido mBc TV station, and less than a few minutes' drive down the stairs is Chungmuro, the 'Hollywood' of Korean movies.

There are many movie theaters and cafes, premieres, and movie opening ceremonies are staged almost every day, and the annual 'Chungmuro Film Festival' is derived from this.

Wandering along this road, from time to time you will find those good-looking male stars, or female stars with tall. Many stargazers will stay here in anticipation of meeting their favorite artists, and it is also a must-visit place for foreign friends visiting Seoul.

I guess it's the premiere of the movie today, otherwise there wouldn't be so many interview cars and admiring tourists.

In fact, when he was in college, Jung Hyuk-jae also fantasized that he would be able to take charge of a movie in the future and shoot the story he wanted, after all, his school had also produced a lot of filmmakers, especially in the director's area.

Luo Yunkui and Bong Junhao are among the best.

I think that when I was in school, I was also the vice president of the school's film club, and I also used a handheld portable camera to shoot a story of dozens of minutes.

But in the end, the actual situation is that it can only be the PD of a variety show, and the big investment in movies is not something that people like themselves who have no identity and no relationship can pull in.

When he just graduated, Jung Hyuk-jae also submitted scripts to several film production companies, but unfortunately the final result was all in vain, and he didn't even call to refuse. I don't know if the thick script was thrown into the trash can, or if it was thrown away without even reading it.

Waiting for the red street lights, Jung Hyuk Jae was thinking about these past events in his mind. I don't know if it was what happened today that brought back his memories, Jung Hyuk-jae felt that he had been thinking about the past today.

"Ahh Filial piety is easy to walk! ”

"Xiaozhu is angry, sa wave hehe!"

"Han Hyo-joo! Han Hyo-joo! ”

Despite the thick soundproof glass, the cheers and shouts of the fans and spectators outside the windows were still through. Jung Hyuk-jae glanced out, a little far away, and could only vaguely see a figure on the stage.

"Did it turn out that "The Watchers" was released?"

As early as some time ago, the trailer of the promotional film of this movie was overwhelming, and the leading actors in the movie can be seen on TV on the Internet.

The director of "The Watchers" led the team at the front of the procession, greeting the cheers and shouts of the audience.

Who would have thought that he would have had a dream of directing?

'Didi'

The green light turned on, and the vehicle behind him honked its horn impatiently, urging Jung Hyuk-jae to start early.

Moving slowly along the traffic, Chungmuro Road is getting farther and farther away from him, and despite being in Zhongmu Road, Jung Hyuk-jae can't find a sense of belonging, just like a passerby.

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