Jin Xiangzheng walked quickly towards the elevator. After entering the elevator, Jin Xiangzheng pressed the elevator. Soon the elevator door closed, and then ran downward for less than 30 seconds. The elevator door opened. Jin Xiangzheng walked out and walked towards the documentary department and the production room. As for why it was the production room of the documentary department, it was because the production room of the documentary department was leisure for a long time. And the broadcast was not on this floor. Soon, Jin Xiangzheng pushed open the door and walked in. "

How is it!" Kim Sang-jeong glanced at the big screen next to him, then looked down at the staff. "It's in production, and the frame will come out soon." After Kim Sang-jeong asked, a process staff member quickly replied. "Well, hurry up. I'll see the video. Two cups are fast." Kim Sang-jeong pulled over a chair, sat down, and began to discuss with the producers how to build content. The first episode of the program must have attracted attention, but it cannot be too much.

People are annoying, so Jin Xiangzheng needs to grasp this measure. "Well, first put the video of the sandstorm at the forefront, and then add these words here." Jin Xiangzheng said, took the pen and started writing. "Well, this is the first draft. I will polish it later, modify it later, and hand it over to the voice actor. Then here, put the infinite challenge of Yoo Jae-suk, and it is right. That's the paragraph, hey, then put the words Kim Myung-ho said, edit it, so that it won't be

It's too conflicting! Hurry up." Jin Sang-zheng urged. The staff nodded, and his fingers kept typing on the keyboard. Soon, he completed the request of Jin Sang-zheng. In his ear, he put this question and the distance Kim Myung-ho said, and the mountains, rivers and other things, so that the voice could speak. Well. The staff nodded, moved the keyboard with his fingers, and separated a piece on the progress bar. After the sound actor made the recording, he put it in with animation.

Kim Sang-jeong watched the staff here do it very quickly, then glared at the chair and slid to the side, and then Kim Sang-jeong nodded at the staff who made special effects. This will be used on the cartoon clip later. "Well, this and the cartoon clip must not show too much abruptness!" After Kim Sang-jeong finished speaking, the staff nodded and the mouse kept moving. Kim Sang-jeong looked at other places and was in a smooth progress. "Come on, wait until the production is completed, if there is no problem, I will invite everyone to have fried noodles and sweet and sour meat. Kim Sang-jeong said this, and the staff in the entire production room shouted "Inside."" and then devoted themselves to the production. In New York, Hasser snuggled in Kim Myung-ho's arms, and his hands were around Kim Myung-ho's neck.

Hanging around Jin Minghao's neck, his big eyes flashed at Jin Minghao, who was frowning and crying. "What's wrong? Well, be happier! Well!" Hesser moved his hand to touch Jin Minghao's face. "Why are you doing so hard? Your tongue is a little uncomfortable." Jin Minghao frowned. "Well, okay, there will be nothing to do later! Well, be good moppa!" Hesser raised his head and kissed Jin Minghao's face. "Hmph." Jin Minghao twisted his head. "What's wrong, you dislike me. Didn't it always be like this before! Well." Hesser saw Jin Minghao's appearance, and got up, sat on Jin Minghao's lap, and then pulled Jin Minghao's neck with his hands. "What's wrong, what are you thinking about again! Well." Hesser said as he looked at Jin Minghao with an unhappy look.

"No!" Jin Minghao looked at Heather and said. "You, you forgot that you can deceive people in front of others, but in front of me, you are just a matter of this, so let me say it." "Let me say it!" Jin Minghao looked at Heather. "Yeah." Heather nodded. "Ah, you're dead." Heather said as he looked at Jin Minghao's face that came over, then put his hands on Jin Minghao's shoulders and hooked them together, while Jin Minghao put his arms around Heather's waist and pressed Heather's head with the other hand, and the two kissed again. "Well, cough, cough. It's necrotic, bad guy, little bad guy." After Jin Minghao let go, Heather coughed twice and smiled with a charming look. "Hmph, if it's bad, I like it. Well, come again." Heather pressed Jin Minghao to hold Jin Ming down.

Hao's head, then unbuttoned his bra with one hand, and then pressed Kim Myung-ho's head down. "Yeah, um." Heather tried hard to endure it. And in the MBc headquarters in Seoul, an hour and a half had passed, and the cartoon clips were also released. And he was really pressing down on Kim Sang-jung's intention and constantly modifying, "Yeah, that's OK!" The fourth time the manuscript was taken over. Kim Sang-jung nodded, and the staff immediately called the manuscript to the editor. The editor took it over, imported the clips into the computer, and then began to splice it. "Yeah, modify it here, um, there is also here, and here, cut a copy here for 4 seconds." After the first draft was made, it took an hour and eight minutes, so many unnecessary things to be cut off.

"Well, the feeling here should be soft! Don't be too stiff, um, okay, here. Here." After another hour of modification, Jin Sang-jung was finally satisfied. Then he took the video tape to the recording studio and started recording. He took a sip of water on the sound, then nodded, and then took the manuscript. While watching the contents of the video tape, he looked at the recording of the manuscript in his hand. After recording four times, it was completed. The recording engineer immediately synthesized the sound and the video tape. After the synthesis, Jin Sang-jung looked again and confirmed that there was no problem, and then took it to the top and let the director of the Relaxation Bureau look at it and wanted to broadcast it. Jin Sang-jung breathed a sigh of relief. In less than 6 hours, he would rush to create a high-quality program. It's really, ah! Director Liberation looked at Jin Sang-jung like this, smiled, and then brought a cup of coffee to Jin Sang-jung.

"Relax, relax! Relax." Jin Sang-zheng nodded, thanked him, picked up the coffee and started drinking. After a cup of coffee, Jin Sang-zheng was obviously much more relaxed. "Okay, I'll go out later." The director held a belt in his hand and pulled Jin Sang-zheng up. Jin Sang-zheng nodded. Then the two walked towards the delivery room together, and it was soon. The director looked at the time. When it was 5 minutes and 28 minutes, the director put the bag into the relaxation machine. After this advertisement, he could relax. Heather wiped his sweat with a tissue, tied his bra, pulled up his clothes, tied the cut, and then pulled Jin Ming-ho out and went downstairs. Now there was still one hour before he got off work. In front of the elevator door, Heather took out the red, painted it again, then looked at Jin Ming-ho and laughed, and then waited for the elevator.
Chapter completed!