At 5:30 in the afternoon, the sunlight at dusk shone obliquely into the room where things were piled up. A suspected creature was sleeping soundly. After working for three days, he finally completed the special plan for the last episode of the show. Jung Hyukjae felt tired all over.

After returning from lunch, Jung Hyukjae stuck his pillow and never got up again. There were blurry scenes flashing in his sleep, passing by quickly frame by frame, like a movie that was fast-forwarding at high speed.

Several familiar faces flashed frequently in the picture, and Jung Hyukjae was also in the picture, but he had never experienced that scene before. The strange dreams made Jung Hyukjae frowned while sleeping.

"Oppa, wake up!"

"Oppa, wake up!"

When I opened my hazy eyes, I saw that it was not the soft girl beside the bed, but the phone on the head of the bed that was still yelling. The unique phone ringtone kept ringing.

He grabbed his messy hair randomly, picked up his phone and glanced at the screen. His face, which was originally covered in clouds because the ringtone disturbed his sleep, became much softer in an instant.

Pressing the switch button, Jung Hyukjae smiled, "South America, why do you have time to call me? Shouldn't you be busy at the auto show now?"

Jung Hyukjae finished speaking, but he didn't hear the answer there after a long time. Jung Hyukjae looked at the phone screen again strangely, and the one that was still on the phone was still on the phone.

"South America? Are you listening?"

"Oppa..." A gentle and bright voice came through the microphone, which was clearly the female voice in the ringtone of the phone just now.

"Oh? I'm here, what's wrong?"

Jung Hyukjae responded, not realizing that something was wrong with his girlfriend's voice, but instead thought it was because of the feeling of fatigue caused by the recent auto show.

"Let's break up!"

"Is it? Oh! What did you say just now?" The head, which was drowsy because he just woke up, suddenly woke up, and his clenched fist punched the headboard on the bed, and the already thin headboard broke in half in an instant.

"Oh! Quan Nanmei, if you have the ability, tell me again!"

"Let's break up!"

After leaving this sentence, the other end of the phone hung up resolutely, leaving no time for Jung Hyukjae to curse.

"Ahhhh!"

When Jung Hyukjae called again, the other party had turned off the phone. He had nowhere to release the smell of gunpowder, so he had to regard everything in the room in front of him as an enemy and vent his anger.

When I waited for more than ten minutes to see, the already messy room changed apart. Jung Hyukjae sat by the bed, panting heavily. The Shenliu screen he bought just a while ago was broken into a snowflake screen and was thrown on the ground, so he could not get a pitiful look from his owner.

The anger in his heart was vented, Jung Hyukjae's face calmed a lot, the smile at the corner of his mouth had long disappeared, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

After a while, Jung Hyukjae seemed to have just woken up from his dream, got up, walked to the bathroom, and picked up scissors... Trimming his untreated hair for many months is the unique ability of a PD to trim his hair.

I simply cut a hairstyle, picked up the razor beside the washbasin, and shaved the beard on my lips and chin. The mature man in his thirties turned into a 20-year-old young man.

Looking at himself with bloodshot eyes in the mirror, Jung Hyukjae couldn't help but smile bitterly. If he could really stop his troublesome steps, would he sleep well like an ordinary person on his holidays, and spend time with his girlfriend, snatch the streets, eat barbecue, and then go to watch a brainless movie?

If this is true, wouldn’t the incident on the phone just now have happened?

However, everything about this beauty can only be imagined. The reality is so helpless that people don’t have any thoughts to rest. Seoul, a fast-developing city, will silently exert your efforts behind you, forcing you to move forward and not retreat.

Just as I was thinking about these irrelevant thoughts, the screen on the floor was shattered and the Shenliu was still working hard, at least the speaker was not broken, and another phone call came in.

Jung Hyukjae glanced at the phone on the ground and his face turned colder again.

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

In the microphone, the male voice explained respectfully.

Upon hearing this, Jung Hyukjae nodded, "I understand, I'll go there later!"

"Okay, I'll bother you Senior Zheng!"

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

The house that Jung Hyukjae rented belongs to Jongno-gu, Seoul, and is not far from Yeouido MBC TV. It takes less than a few minutes to drive downstairs to get the "Hollywood" of Korean movies - Chungwu Road.

There are many cinemas and cafes here, and the premiere and the opening ceremony of the movie are held almost every day, and the annual "Zhongwu Road Film Festival" is even more obtained.

Wandering on this road, you will find those handsome male stars, or tall, big and beautiful female stars. Many star-chasers will stay here and look forward to meeting their favorite artists. This is also a must-see place for foreign friends to visit Seoul.

It is probably the premiere of which movie today, otherwise there wouldn’t be so many interview cars and visitors and audiences who come here.

In fact, when he was in college, Jung Hyukjae also fantasized about being able to run a movie in the future and film the story he wanted. After all, there were many filmmakers in his school, especially in the director's area.

Luo Yunkui and Bong Joon-ho are among the best.

I remember that when I was at school, I was the vice president of the school film club, and I also used a handheld portable camera to shoot a story that cost dozens of minutes.

But in the end, the actual situation is that you can only be a PD of a variety show. A big investment like a movie cannot be brought to you by someone who has no identity or relationship.

When he first graduated, Jung Hyukjae had submitted scripts, but unfortunately the final result was all in vain. He had never even called a rejection call. I don’t know if the thick script was thrown into the trash can or was thrown away without even reading it.

Waiting for the red street lights, Jung Hyukjae was thinking about these past events in his mind. I don’t know if what happened today evokes his memories, Jung Hyukjae felt that he had been thinking about the past events today.

"Ah! Xiaozhu Yibuda!"

"Xiaozhu is angry, Salanghey!"

"Han Hyo-joo!Han Hyo-joo!"

Despite the thick soundproof glass, the cheers and shouts of fans and audiences outside the car window still came in. Jung Hyukjae looked out, and it was a little far away, and he could only vaguely see a figure on the stage.

"So it was "The Surveillance" released?"

As early as a while ago, the trailer for the promotional video of this movie came overwhelmingly, and the starring actors in the movie can be seen on TV on the Internet.

The director of "Surveyors" led the team to the front of the team and welcomed the cheers and shouts of the audience.

Who would have thought that he had a director dream?

‘Didi...’

The green light lit up, and the vehicle behind him honked the horn impatiently, urging Jung Hyukjae to start early.

Moving slowly along the traffic, Zhongwu Road was getting farther and farther away from him. Even though he was in Zhongwu Road, Jung Hyukjae could not find a sense of belonging, as if he was a passerby.
Chapter completed!