IF YOU'RE HANDSOME LIFE IS EASIER

017

Kwaaak!”

The script in Kim Donghu’s hand crumples.

It’s crumpled up to show his disdain.

Kim Donghu, or rather Lee Jae-yi, slowly looks around.

Hanging proudly like a boast of the Galaxy High School, countless competition certificates.

Every single one of them belongs to the realm of talent.

There was no room for the filth that climbed up from the bottom.

“If you leave it to me, I will take care of Hydra Dream responsibly.”

The principal glanced at Lee Jae-yi with an intrigued expression at that firm statement.

“And how do you plan to finish it?”

“If we step on it awkwardly, it will crawl back up. We need to show them reality at the Mirinae competition.”

Mirinae.

The stage that serves as the core story of Hydra Dream,

It was the venue for Galaxy High’s year-end evaluation.

A space where talent is tested and a platform to become a star.

Not just within the school,

but external stakeholders come to evaluate the students’ abilities.

Hydra Dream was aiming to win out there.

Those filthy maggots that crawled up from the most disgraceful depths—.

Lee Jae-yi continued, chewing on his disgust.

“Please place me at the very front of the Hydra Dream competition order, and me at the very end.”

No matter how good you are, the first order is often forgotten.

The last order is bound to leave the most intense impression.

Normally, the order would be drawn, but that wasn’t important right now.

“I only trust you.”

The principal was cunning.

He knew why he called Lee Jae-yi and why he could only do this.

The principal, King Ho, fully intended to exploit that.

“I will surely repay your trust.”

The last line marking the end of Scene 55.

After confirming that, the director unconsciously shouted,

“Cut!!!”

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“…”

After the director’s unexpected “cut” sign,

Producer Kim Youngmo suggested a 30-minute break to rest.

However, no one left their seats.

They were too busy digesting the shock of what they had just witnessed.

“Aaah…”

Especially writer Lee Minha, who had written the script, felt her head pounding from excessive dopamine.

Not only had she witnessed the character come to life,

but the scene she had imagined was being reenacted before her eyes. How could she not be overjoyed?

She was on the verge of dizziness from overwhelming happiness.

“Donghu, you really grew incredibly well.”