"cut!"

With the PD's "cut", the film crew, the coordinating team, and the lighting team all sighed in relief, the last issue program finally came out.

Although later editing and subtitles are still needed for this issue, isn't the ten thousand li journey more than half a year away? At least there is nothing to do with me next.

"Thanks for your hard work, everyone! Thank you for your persistence and dedication during this period of time! Thank you!"

Jung Hyuk-jae stood up slowly, clapping his hands while facing the work around him Thanks to the staff. The beard, which had not been trimmed in time for many days, poked out his head, and the unshaven appearance also gave Jung Hyuk- jae the taste of a mature man.

"Jung PD, if you say this, it's not a good idea. Although program's ratings are not high, it is better than SBS and KBS's 1.3% in the same time period!" VJ (filming) The leader of the group said with a smile, and everyone followed closely.

"Jung PD, do you have any new plans next?" The writer girl beside her said with bright eyes, MBCTV Station is good at everything, but there are not many handsome men among colleagues, especially like Jung Hyuk-jae PD is as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

"Currently there is no, but soon I will communicate with the above the content of the new program project!" Jung Hyuk-jae said with a smile, not at all depressed because the program was suddenly hacked depressed.

"Then you need to take care of our old teammates!" The leader of the VJ group still said, and everyone followed up.

Jung Hyuk-jae nods to show understanding, and then the patted hand attracted everyone's attention.

"It's not too early. I originally wanted to invite everyone to have a meal at the end of the recording, but it seems that it's too late to see the time. Then everyone should go back and get energetic. Let's get together this weekend. How is it?"

"Okay, no problem!"

"Jung PD speaks, of course I will go!"

The young writer girl pressed her lips lightly. It seems that some words are not embarrassing to speak, and after thinking about it for a while, he said, "What clothes should I wear for dinner?"

"All you can, it's best to wear yourself comfortably!"

Jung Hyuk-jae did not notice the strange expression of the girl, and replied casually. I am not a strict PD, but some staff members who understand the situation around my sister cast their warm eyes.

In the end, the older writer elder sister helped her out and whispered in her ear.

"Jeong-yeon, when the time comes, you have to dress up beautifully, but I heard that many unmarried people in other departments are thinking of Jung PD. If you don't hurry up A little bit, he just slipped from your hand to someone else!"

"-eonni ~"

Sister Jeong-yeon, who seemed to say something, was a little embarrassed , The face has long been red and turned into a cloud of sunset, which is really beautiful.

"What are you shy, not long after you graduated, although you are a little older with Jung PD, aren't old man young wives popular now?"

Speaking of which, She paused, sorted out the sentences, and then continued.

"Furthermore, Jung PD is only 34 and 5, and there is no peachy news in normally, but I heard that Jung PD also had a relationship when he was in college. After entering TV Station, it was I devoted myself to work and never had a girlfriend!"

"-eonni ~"

"Really, if not an elder sister, I was married, Jung PD, I must catch it!"

Some explicit remarks made Jeong-yeon's face flushed, but her eyes inevitably glanced at Jung Hyuk-jae who was not far away. eye.

"Okay, let's stop here today. Everyone, please go back and rest early. I'll go to the editing room to check it out!"

After finishing the final assignment, Jung Hyuk -jae The inexplicable sighed in relief, let the program be hacked if it is hacked, watching my former colleague climbed up to the middle-level leader early, but I was still struggling in the position of writer at the time, and I was initially struggling to win. My heart has 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 he is now the CEO of a company with a Korean Won annual income of more than one billion.

Sighed slightly, Jung Hyuk-jae sorted out his thoughts, bent over to pack his handbag, and his little white hands came into his eyes.

I raised my head and glanced, the writer girl who had just joined the job blushed, her hands stretched out, and she looked like she was going to help her tidy up.

"Why haven't you gone back?"

There are not a few things in the first place. I just stuffed my bag indiscriminately and it was packed, Jung Hyuk-jae asked.

"I want to follow Sunbae to learn about program editing..."

By the way, sister Han Jeong-yeon can't help but want to slap herself. , This excuse is really bad. Thinking of the look of encouragement given by the writer-eonni before leaving the house, Han Jeong-yeon felt that he should make this excuse.

"Learn to edit?"

I didn't seem to find anything. After thinking about it for a while, Jung Hyuk-jae also agreed about, "Then follow me Come on!"

On the way to the editing room, Jung Hyuk-jae was curious about her wanting to learn editing. He glanced at the girl who was walking behind him, and asked aloud: "How can I remember to learn? Edited? I want to be a PD in the future?"

"Hmm..."

Not just agree or disagree, Han Jeong-yeon hummed. I heard this sentence in Jung Hyuk-jae's ears and thought it was the girl who agreed with her.

"PD is not that easy to do. Look at our MBC. Except for a conversation program which is a female PD, there is no second one!"

Han Jeong-yeon stopped speaking, silently following behind Jung Hyuk-jae, his mind no longer knew where he was flying.

Pushing open the door of the editing room, two staff members inside are sitting on a small sofa eating instant noodles, and a scene of a male and a female fighting is playing on the computer in front of them. It is Jung Hyuk- Jae was also taken aback.

"cough cough!"

The sound of coughing caught their attention. They saw the two people hurriedly get up, and the instant noodle box that was put down hastily splashed with a few oil flowers. On the desktop.

"Brother Hyuk-jae, are you here?" One person greeted, and the other person was just busy switching the computer screen to the semifinished product interface of program editing, but the sound of men and women whispered from time to time** And gasping.

Han Jeong-yeon, who had just entered the society, was a little frightened. His young pink face was already flushed, and he stood awkwardly at the door and didn't know whether he should go in or not.

Because the editing time is unstable, this small editing room often becomes their work and living place. The smell inside the house is not so friendly.

"Jeong-yeon, or you should go back today, it's too late!" Jung Hyuk-jae was also a little embarrassed.

"Oh...um!" Han Jeong-yeon, who was in shock and had not yet come back to his senses, replied in a daze.

Jung Hyuk-jae kicked the ass of the person in front of him, and said angrily, "Yah!! I haven't seen the younger generation going back! I can't go and give it away!"

"Yes, yes!" Busy nominated, eagerly followed Han Jeong-yeon and sent it away, leaving the envious colleagues.

Just as I was about to say something, the phone in my pocket rang, and I glanced at the caller ID-younger sister, Jung Hyuk-jae's mouth showed a big smile.

"Min-joo hasn't slept yet?"

....................

The morning sun shines on the ground through the window, and a curled-up silhouette on the sofa moves slightly, as if the light flashes to the eyes.

"What time is it?"

The voice I just woke up was a bit hoarse, and the water glass next to Mo was already empty.

Jung Hyuk-jae rubbed his distraught eyes and raised his hand to look at the time. It turned out that it was half past seven on the 2nd day.

Jung Hyuk-jae got up and woke up the two sleeping people on the ground, tidyed up his clothes and prepared to go to the bathroom to wash.

"You two will send the editing to the broadcasting department for a while, and I won't go there!"

The MBC building in the early morning is rare and clean, and I meet the sanitation of cleaning. Aunt, Jung Hyuk-jae greets them respectfully, this is already his habit.

There are also posters of the members of "Infinite Challenge" hanging on both sides of the walls of the corridor. Program PD-Kim Tae-ho is also hung in the most conspicuous position, highlighting 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 let out a wry smile.

The gap is too big!

"Hyuk-jae~ah, what are you looking at?"

For a moment of thinking, Sanitation Aunt didn't know when he came to him and noticed his eyes tightly Staring at the poster on the wall, the aunt laughed for some reason.

"I didn't see anything!" Thinking of the wrong way I had just walked out of school, regrets that hadn't appeared for a long time rushed to Jung Hyuk-jae's -ssi ong. The position was dull and unable to breathe .

"Don't envy them, My Hyuk-jae will be better than them one day!"

Sanitation Aunt seems to have seen through all this and stretched out his thin hands to comfort He patted his arm and whispered softly.

Jung Hyuk-jae sorted out his emotions, wiped the water splashes from the corners of his eyes, "Aunty, let me help you!"

Aunty He is a widow and lonely old man. He rents a small house by himself. Normally, he depends on cleaning to support himself. It is very hard, so as long as he sees it, he will always clean it when he can.

"No need, you can go ahead, auntie can still sweep!" Sanitation Aunt refused to let him help, pushing him away.

Jung Hyuk-jae still wants to say something, the aunt has already turned around and left, and her somewhat rickety body is lowered.

'If back then...'

Until this weird thought came up, Jung Hyuk-jae shook his head and shook his head to the back of his head. Where is this life? So if!

Although I think so in my mind, I still can't help but think back to myself when I first left school, and the different choices and forks in my life.

If you can really come back in your life, will you meet a different self?

In the early morning, the sun slowly climbed, and the sun shining on the wall behind him, the words "Infinite Challenge" were particularly obvious...