"That's the first button and the first step you need to put in.”

While watching the 119 food rescue broadcast, her mother clapped her hands at what Jong-seok said, which was close-up on the screen.

"Oh my! Oh my! Why is my son so good at speaking!"

"I know. Mother, Jong-seok is really good at talking. Wow! How could they say that over there?”

Lee Soo-mi, who called her home to watch the show with her, also gave a big reaction to her mother.

"Isn't my son really a genius?”

"I know."

Jong-seok looked at the TV while watching the two people who fit well together.

On the screen, he took the meat from the refrigerator and threw it away.

And his muscles were closing up on the screen.

Subtitles floated under the muscles seen above his arms and clothes.

'You said the flower of entertainment is subtitles, but it's amazing.’

It was fun to have subtitles like this even though it wasn't that fun when filming.

And Jong-seok was seen making a new seasoning.

"But what's that mosaic over there?"

The caption said secret seasoning, but my mom seemed to be curious.

"About herbs."

"About herbs?"

"Because they're customers who've been taken out by the smell of pigs. I put in some secret herbs so that it doesn't smell a bit.”

"Can you let me know?"

"Not because it's a secret. And I feel sorry for that house."

"I felt sorry for my sister when she was nursing her."

119 Food Rescue Team wasn't just cooking.

There were explanations and interviews of the shop's pitiful circumstances in the middle.

"Your wife must have worked really hard at the pork rib restaurant. I studied the recipe, and that's why I didn't sell it even if it didn't work. I wanted to show my wife what she was doing when she got better. I'd like to leave that sauce as a secret recipe for that house."

"Chi! I won't ask."

At Jong-seok's words, my mother smacked her lips and looked at the TV. Then a moment later came the appearance of a crowded restaurant.

"119 Food Rescue Team! Rescue was successful again!"

With Oh Jung-jin's cry, Jong-seok and Lee An-na raised their hands loudly.

Looking at the figure, my mother said.

"But is that Anna good at cooking?”

"Good job."

"I'd like to try his stir-fried fish cake."

If Jongseok rescued the seasoning of pork ribs, Ianna rescued the side dishes.

The stir-fried fish cakes and eggplants made with Chinese-style stir-fried eggplants.

"I'll make it for you.”

"Can you make it?”

"The recipe is easy because it's not difficult."

And with the end of the broadcast, next week's trailer came to mind.

With the preview, the delicious-looking tteokbokki and sundae appeared and disappeared in close-up and disappeared.

"Are you having a snack bar next week?”

"I'm done with the shooting.”

"Then tell me the story."

"It's not funny if you tell me in advance. Watch it on the air."

Then Jong-seok, who stood up, told Lee Soo-mi.

"Let's go, I'll take you home.”

Lee Soo-mi nodded at Jong-seok's words and held his mother's hand.

"Mother, I'll be back again."

"Yes. Tell Jong-seok to buy me something delicious on the way. I'm sure you'll have a lot of money for the appearance fee.”

Jong-seok laughed at my mother's words.

"It hasn't been deposited yet."

"Not yet? Two weeks are enough."

"I don't know, I just heard that it'll be deposited in a few days. But my girlfriend has money to buy me something delicious. Let's go."

Lee Soo-mi bowed to her parents at Jong-seok's words.

"Then I'll come over again."

Lee Soo-mi, who greeted her mom and dad with a smile, left home with Jong-seok.

Jong-seok who arrived in front of Lee Soo-mi's house said.

"Wouldn't you like a car?"

"A car? What car?"

"It'd be nice to have a car on a date. I listen to music and watch movies in the car."

"It would be nice, but don't buy a car for a date."

"Then don't buy it?"

Lee Soo-mi spoke softly to Jong-seok's question after a while.

"But do you have money to buy?”

"If we don't have it now, won't we have it in two months? You can't buy a new car, but it won't cost that much if you buy it secondhand."

"A few hundred mid-sized cars, don't you think?”

"There's an out-of-the-box, · ? ?! Money comes into every rerun."

"I know that. But I have to join the association to get a rerun fee. Did you join the broken-up association?”

"PD helped me sign up."

"So it's money every time you come out on TV?"

"Right! So I'll make a lot of money and give you a ride.”

"Come on, save the money. You're gonna have to pay for your tuition now."

"I'm going to collect tuition, too.

Lee Soo-mi smiled at Jong-seok's words and beat him on the buttocks as she looked at him.

"Yes, it's admirable, anyway. I've never been on TV."

"Let's go together the next time we shoot. Oh Jung-jin was really cool."

"Really?"

"Yes. See you at school tomorrow, then."

Jong-seok, who simply kissed, turned around when he saw Lee Soo-mi go inside.

***

Jong-seok entered the lecture room of the major subject, which should be written as epilepsy and read as a Chinese character class.

"Oh! Celebrity!"

When Jong-seok came in, some friends who watched the show yesterday smiled and raised their hands.

"It may be hard to see in the future, so keep an eye on it."

"But you killed the lines yesterday. Food isn't just selling food, it's selling trust and honesty! Yay!"

"You think Jong-seok would have done that? The writers would have written you a script. Right, the script that the writers wrote for you?”

Jong-seok waved at his friends.

"119 has no separate script."

"Don't you have a script? Even if it's an entertainment show, there's a script.”

"I don't know if the script goes to Mr. Oh, but just give the chefs the store information. Think of the right recipe for the store before you go."

"So you did that line?”

"My house sells food, too. Our store creed is honesty and trust."

"But why didn't you tell me about coming out on TV? I was surprised to see you on TV.”

"You're on TV once or twice, aren't you? What are you talking about?"

The professor came in when I was talking with my friends with a smile. When all the children hurriedly shut their mouths and looked ahead, the professor made the students in front of them come out.

And the students' faces hardened by that look.

'Damn it! It's a note.

'We're behind.'

A birrhagic class is a class that memorizes the human race. And the blood was all in Chinese characters.

And memorizing those bloodthirsty people was at the heart of this epistemology class.

Blood names in Chinese characters.

Jong-seok, who received the note that was handed over to him, looked at the test.

It was dotted and blank with pictures of the human body.

'They're going to get a lot wrong.’

Blood won't be wrong because it doesn't know its name.

Even if they were first graders in the department of art at oriental medical school who believed that playing was the truth, they had a head that could memorize thousands of English words until recently.

In high school, all of them were first in their class, and the kids who played in their school were here.

However, the Chinese characters of the blood group, which is now empty, were complicated. Therefore, it was highly likely that each dot and stroke would be wrong.

But Jongseok is different. Even if you close your eyes, you can still draw the human body, blood, and even the meridians.

Sweep! Sweep!

Jong-seok, who quickly filled the blank with a pencil, held up the paper and held it out to the professor.

"Are you done already?"

"Yes!"

At Jong-seok's words, the professor received the paper. Then the professor nodded.

"Good job."

"Thank you."

Jong-seok bowed his head and the professor beckoned as he went back.

"Come here for a second."

"Yes!"

As Jong-seok came in a hurry, the professor said stealthily.

"I enjoyed yesterday's broadcast."

"Oh, did you see that?”

"My daughter likes it, but she's a good cook."

"Thank you."

"And..."

said the professor, who had been vague about what he said for a while.

"You have Oh Jung-jin.”

"What?"

"Can I ask you for that autograph? My daughter is a fan and she asked me to get her autograph when you said you were my student.”

"I'll get you two."

"Yes, thank you."

Jong-seok smiled at the professor and went to his seat. When the quiz is over, we have to take a class again.

***

Kang Sung-soo was looking at the viewers' bulletin board of the 119 food rescue team with a pleasant face.

Most of the comments people wrote were that they enjoyed it. However, some comments said Jong-seok's behavior was excessive.

From saying that you're not throwing away food you eat recklessly to telling the poor to give it to you if you're going to throw it away.

However, such comments are negligible.

The owner of the pork rib restaurant also felt sorry for the meat at first, but the villagers came here wondering what was going on when they saw the meat being thrown away, but when they heard the situation, they praised him for doing well.

As Jong-seok said, he showed honesty to the people of the neighborhood by throwing away meat and laid the foundation for trust.

"That's a good comment.”

Kang Sung-soo looked to the side at the sound from the side.

"Senior."

Next to him was producer Cho of "Korean Morning."

"Comments are good."

"I'm a little sorry to Jong-seok, but this is also good considering the broadcast."

"You mean the character?”

Producer Cho nodded at Kang Sung-soo's words.

"Entertainment is the character. Even after 10 years of broadcasting, people who can't get their characters and stay soft like tofu can't get up. And if you take those kids to the show, it won't be aired. But Jongseok got his character in one episode.”

"Yes."

"So how are you going to get Jong-seok's character? Do you want to go? Or stop?"

"It's a character I've caught, and I can't eat it."

"Did you get the image?"

"If it's true, I'll say something to my elders, but cooking contains faith, philosophy, honesty, and trust."

"To create such a character in Korean society is to create a cheap cook, right?"”

Kang Sung-soo laughed at Cho's remarks.

"First of all, I'm thinking about that character."

"Don't edit too much. Make spare aei, but you people like my grandson is Kim sukssunim unprepossessing, I'm in big trouble. "

The unprepossessing by making people? I'm just going to make a character who says what he wants to say. So don't worry about that. What kind of character would Anna like?”

"If you had caught Jong-seok as a cold character, can't you just have Anna as a warm high school girl character? Besides, Anna's personality is a bit rough, but she has a nice and cute face.”

Lee An-na was also well aware of the fact that producer Cho introduced her to Kang Sung-soo.

"I'm sure it is.”

"Entertainment is fun when you have characters from poles."

"I'm going to edit."

"Isn't it already edited out for next week?"

"If you have a character, you have to edit it accordingly. Let's edit for Jong-seok, a cold-hearted man but never-ending about cooking.

Producer Cho looked at the monitor as Kang Sung-soo walked to the editing room.

Jong-seok has a good character. I'm going to gain some popularity.’

It may seem a little unfavorable, but these characters are secretly popular with the public.

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