Chapter 1 Time Flies
“cut!”
With the PD's "cut", the film crew, the coordination team, and the lighting team all breathed a sigh of relief, and the last episode of the program finally came out.
Although this issue still needs post-editing and subtitles, hasn't it been more than half of the journey? At least then I don't have anything to do.
"Thank you all! Thank you for your persistence and dedication during this time! Thank you! ”
Jung Hyuk-jae slowly stood up and thanked the staff around him while clapping his hands. The beard that has not been trimmed in time for many days poked out of his head, and the unshaven appearance of the beard also added a bit of a mature man's taste to Jung Hyuk-jae.
"Zheng PD, you can see the outside world when you say this, although the ratings of the program are not high, it is also stronger than the 1.3% of sBs and KBs in the same time period!" The leader of the VJ (filming) team said with a smile, and everyone followed suit.
"PD Zheng, do you have any new plans for the future?" The writer girl next to her had her eyes shining and said, mBc TV is good at everything, but there are not many handsome men among colleagues, especially those like Jung Hyuk Jae PD who are both masculine and have a bit of male taste.
"Not yet, but I'll communicate with them soon about the content of the new show project!" Jung Hyuk-jae said with a smile, not at all depressed and depressed because the show was suddenly cut.
"Then you need to take care of our old teammates!" It was still the leader of the VJ group who spoke, and everyone echoed one after another.
Jung Hyuk-jae nodded in understanding, then clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention.
"It's not too early, I originally thought that I would invite everyone to have a meal after the recording, but it should be too late to look at the time, so let's go back and recuperate first, let's get together this weekend, how about it?"
"Okay, no problem!"
"Zheng PD opened his mouth, of course he had to go!"
The young writer girl pursed her lips lightly, as if she was embarrassed to say something, and thought for a moment before she spoke, "What clothes do you wear to dinner?" ”
"It's okay, it's best to be comfortable by yourself!"
Jung Hyuk-jae didn't notice the girl's strange expression, and replied casually. I'm not a strict and harsh PD.,It's the ambiguous gaze of some staff members around the girl who know the inside story.。
In the end, it was the older writer's sister who helped her come up with the idea and whispered in the girl's ear.
"Jingyan, you have to dress up beautifully when the time comes, but I heard that there are many unmarried people in other departments who have the idea of Zheng PD, if you don't hurry up, he will slip away from you to someone else!"
"Ernie~"
It seems that the Jingyan girl is a little embarrassed, and her face has already turned red into a sunset, which is very good-looking.
"What are you shy, not long after you graduated, although you are a little older in age with Zheng PD, aren't old husbands and young wives popular now?"
At this point, she paused and sorted out her sentences before continuing.
"Besides, Zheng PD is only thirty-four or five, and there is no peach news on weekdays, but I heard that Zheng PD also fell in love once when he was in college, and after entering the TV station, he devoted himself to work and never had a girlfriend!"
"Ernie~"
"Seriously, if it weren't for my sister and I got married, I would have chased Zheng PD!"
A blatant remark made Jingyan's sister's face red, but her eyes inevitably glanced at Zheng Hyuk-jae who was not far away.
"Okay, that's all for today, everyone should go back to rest early, and I'll go to the editing room to check again!"
After assigning the final task, Jung Hyuk-jae breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, the show was cut if it was cut, watching his former colleagues climb up to the middle-level leader early, but he was still struggling in the position of a writer at that time, and his competitive heart at the beginning had already faded a lot.
Later, when he became a PD and was in charge of a program group, his colleagues had already left one after another, and now he is the CEO of the company with an annual income of more than one billion won.
Sighing slightly, Jung Hyuk-jae sorted out his thoughts, bent down to pack his bag, and a pair of white little hands came into his eyes.
Looking up, the writer girl who had just joined the company had a red face and stretched out her hands, as if she was ready to help herself clean up.
"Why haven't you gone back yet?"
There weren't a few things in the first place, so just stuff them into the bag and pack them up, Jung Hyuk-jae asked.
"I want to learn the program editing from you, senior"
As soon as she said that, Han Jingyan's sister couldn't help but want to slap herself in the mouth, this excuse was really bad. Thinking of the encouraging look that writer Ernie gave her before she went out, Han Jingyan felt as if she should make this excuse go round.
"Learn to edit?"
It didn't seem to have found anything, and after thinking for a while, out of concern for his juniors, Jung Hyuk-jae nodded and agreed, "Then follow me!" ”
On the way to the editing room, Jung Hyuk-jae was very curious about her wanting to learn editing, glanced at the girl behind her, and asked aloud, "Why did you think about learning editing?" Want to be a PD in the future? ”
"Hmm"
It's not just about agreeing or disagreeing, Han Jingyan snorted in a low voice. This sentence sounded in Jung Hyuk Jae's ears, thinking that the girl agreed with his statement.
"PD is not so easy to do, look at our mBc, except for a talk show that is a female PD, there is no second one!"
Han Jingyan stopped making a sound and silently followed behind Jung Hyuk-jae, her mind no longer knowing where she was flying.
Pushing open the door of the editing room, two staff members were sitting on a small sofa eating instant noodles, and the computer in front of them was playing the scene of a man and a woman fighting in a big fight, Rao is Zheng Hyukzai was also startled.
"Ahem!"
The sound of coughing caught their attention, and the two of them hurriedly got up, and the box of instant noodles that they had hurriedly put down splashed a few oil flowers on the table.
"Brother Hejae, are you here?" One person greeted, and the other person just switched the computer screen to the semi-finished interface of the program editing, but from time to time there were whispers of men and women in the stereo** and wheezing.
Han Jingyan, who had just entered the society, was a little frightened, her young pink face had already climbed into a flush, and she stood awkwardly at the door and didn't know whether to go in or not.
Because the editing time is unstable, this small editing room has often become a place for them to work and live, and the smell in the room is not so friendly.
"Jingyan, why don't you go back today, it's too late!" Jung Hyuk-jae was also a little embarrassed.
"Uh-huh!" Han Jingyan, who had not yet come back to her senses in shock, replied in a daze.
Jung Hyuk-jae kicked the butt of the person in front of him, and said angrily, "Ah, I didn't see that the junior is going back!" Don't go over to send it off! ”
"Yes, yes, yes!" Nodding busily, he followed behind Han Jingyan and sent it away, and the rest of his colleagues were envious.
Just as he was about to say something, the mobile phone in his pocket rang, and he glanced at the caller ID-sister, and a big smile appeared on the corner of Jung Hyuk Jae's mouth.
"Min Chu hasn't slept yet?"
The morning sun shone through the window on the floor, and a huddled figure on the sofa moved slightly, as if the light had caught its eyes.
"What time is it?"
The voice that had just woken up was a little hoarse, and the water cup beside me was already empty.
Jung Hyuk-jae rubbed his eyes and raised his hand to look at the time, it turned out that it was already half past seven the next day.
Jung Hyuk-jae got up to wake up the two who were sleeping on the ground, and tidied up their clothes to go to the bathroom to wash up.
"You two send the edited ones to the broadcast department in a moment, and I won't be there!"
It is a rare cleanliness in the mBc building in the early morning, and when he meets the cleaning aunts who are cleaning, Jung Hyuk Jae respectfully greets them, which is already his habit.
On both sides of the wall of the corridor are posters of the members of "Infinite Challenge", and the program PD-Kim Tae-ho is also hung in the most conspicuous position, which further highlights the importance of this national variety show.
Looking at Kim Tae-ho's hearty smile on the poster, Jung Hyuk-jae couldn't help but smile bitterly.
The gap is too big!
"Hejae, what are you looking at?"
After thinking for a moment, the cleaning aunt didn't know when she walked to his side, and noticed that his eyes were staring closely at the poster on the wall, and the aunt smiled for some reason.
"Didn't see anything!" Thinking of the wrongful road he had just taken out of school, the regret that had not appeared for a long time surged into Jung Hyuk Jae's chest, and he couldn't breathe for a while.
"Don't envy them, Wuli Hejae will be better than them one day!"
The cleaning aunt seemed to have seen through all this, stretched out her thin hands and patted his arm comfortingly, and whispered.
Zheng Hyukzai sorted out his emotions and wiped the splashes that appeared out of the corners of his eyes, "Auntie, I'll help you!" ”
The aunt is a lonely old man, who rents a small house by herself, and relies on cleaning work to support herself on weekdays, which is very hard, so as long as he sees it, he will always help clean it when he can.
"No, no, you can go busy, Auntie can still sweep!" The cleaning aunt didn't let him help, and pushed him away.
Jung Hyuk-jae wanted to say something, but the aunt had already turned around and left, and her already somewhat rickety body was pressed even lower.
'What if'
didn't wait for this strange thought to pop up, and was thrown to the back of his head by Jung Hyuk Jae, where is there such a if in this life!
Although I think so in my heart, I still can't help but recall the different choices and forks in my life when I first left school.
If you can really start your life all over again, will you meet a different self?
The morning sun slowly climbed, and the sun shone on the wall behind him, and the words "Infinite Challenge" were particularly obvious