It was a broadcasting accident.
『 It was literally a record-breaking downpour. The longest-term downpour in history caused a nearby mountain to collapse, forcing 500 villagers to hurriedly move to a temporary shelter… ―』
The broadcasting problem during the disaster broadcast was just a simple accident.
If it was trivial, it would have been a minor mistake―
The problem was not above, but below.
A small circle that took up at most 1/16 of the screen.
Hee-joo, who was trapped inside it and doing sign language interpretation, was frozen with her middle finger raised.
What… …!’ Her eyes went blank in panic.
The PD outside the studio suddenly stood up and started screaming, which could be faintly heard even beyond the thick glass wall.
‘This has never happened before… …!’
Her eyes fluttered for a moment, but she continued to sign, not knowing when the screen would be restored. There was no wavering in her expression as she looked at the prompter.
But 1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds… … .
As I stood there with my middle finger up for about 10 seconds, I started to sweat.
‘I’m screwed… … .’
I rolled my eyes while moving my hands steadily.
I was still shouting ‘San! Moesan!’ violently on the screen.
Jeongsil was in complete chaos.
The writer grabbed her hair, and the assistant director hurriedly answered the phone and nodded.
Fortunately, the screen changed to the reporter’s on-site report.
Hee-joo also belatedly brushed away her blushing face.
“Interpreter, are you okay?”
Hee-joo just nodded blankly as the writer from the news department approached her.
‘I think I need to take some medicine.’
The PD kept nodding his head and combing his hair as if he was talking to his superior.
To be exact, it meant ‘mountain’ when the middle finger and thumb were spread out together, but due to the annoying lag, only the middle of Hee-joo’s fingers stood out.
It would have been nice if they had accepted the unexpected mistake, but sometimes the louder voice won out over people’s discomfort.
As expected, the PD’s face darkened after finishing the call.
“Hee-joo, I’m really sorry… … .”
He scratched his magpie-like head nervously.
“―There’s a breaking news story!”
At that moment, the control room door opened with a bang—! and the assistant director rushed in.
“It’s an emergency briefing by the Blue House spokesperson because of the kidnapping incident!”
“What?”
“The Blue House has sent an official document asking all broadcasting stations to broadcast simultaneously!”
At those words, the PD’s face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly put on the headset that was hanging around his neck.
“Hey, put on the breaking news subtitles, and Anchor Park, connect naturally!”
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When The Phone Rings / The Call You Just Made Is
Mystère / ThrillerHong Heeju is a sign language interpreter who has become mute due to severe depression. For three years of their arranged marriage, she and her husband never exchanged a single conversation. One day, her life takes a harrowing turn when she's taken...
