What drives you crazy, ratings (2)
-Looking at the burial items of the ancestor royal family, the white bones seem to belong to the ancestor royalty.
-I think we should also dig under the young pine tree in the place where the ancestral rites are held?
– It seems that someone who survived from the royal family of Goryeo put a curse on the royal family of Joseon.
-Goryeo x Joseon x This is a fantasy historical drama and has nothing to do with actual history
-Let’s say so.
-I’m not saying it’s so, but you shouldn’t discuss the actual history in a trendy historical drama.
-Where is the secret technique that the king’s father used to save the crown prince?
– Looking at it now, there is a possibility that the secret art itself does not exist.
-What is it, did the high priest groan?
-The high priest may not have known about it, and the secret technique itself may be in the form of leaving no trace.
– What is certain is that the curse of the omen royalty itself definitely exists.
– ㅇㅇ That seems certain
-Is the Han clan shaman Han Myeong-hoe? Or is it an overlord’s delusion?
-The shaman never talked to anyone else. It could be a grand delusion.
-What are you talking about? I’ve been talking to other people a few times.
-ㅋㅋㅋ That’s it, but even if you take out the shaman at all, the lines between the characters are naturally connected hahahahaha
When short clips of the original and the shaman were uploaded, people gasped.
– Oh, it’s true.
– hahahaha f*ck this is 100% intentional
– It would be difficult to make it like this on purpose. This can’t be a coincidence.
-what? Were you a real shaman ghost?
While general viewers focus mainly on the flow of the play, the non-rap fandom was immersed in Jeong Seo-hoon’s expressive power.
-Bachelor staring at his sore forearm in disgust.jpg
– ㅠㅠ A real bachelor seems to look the coolest when he has bad eyes
-You really have a really good-looking face, but you’re good at bad acting hahahaha so precious ;;
– His personality in reality is so kind and gentle, so he has a more unexpected charmㅠ
– I hope to be born as a bachelor’s sister in my next life
-I really envy Jung Soo-ryun the most in the world..
-As expected, the bachelor’s eyes look disgustingly at him.
-Soo-ryun unnie will see those eyes every day, right? I envy you
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[A drama about to end, will it break the 40% audience rating wall?]
-Ageuksang ends this week. The drama, which entered the second half, recorded the highest viewership rating of 38.1%.
Will it be able to break the 40% barrier, an unprecedented record in the cable era?
[Kim Sang-hee, who wrote the legend of cable, writes a legend again. 38.1% breakthrough!]
[What is the ransom of Jeong Seo-hoon, who became a top star recognized by others with three consecutive mega-hits?]
[B-Lab fandom and media officials, weeping, asking for delay in entering graduate school]
[Ha-geuk-sang, who invested 80 billion won, how much did he earn so far?]
[The shaman of the Han clan whose name has not come out in the end, is it really a delusion in Daegun’s head?]
[What is Jeong Seo-hoon’s next appearance?]
Taejong’s Circle, a competitor in the early stages, collapsed after accepting a miserable report card, and other dramas avoided competition altogether.
Even by terrestrial standards, the drama, which had achieved huge viewership ratings, was now on its way to its conclusion.
“Still, we should all watch the last episode together and pray for the ratings to rise, right?”
At Kim Sang-hee’s suggestion, Jung Seo-hoon, Han Seo-hee, and Lee Seo-hyun decided to gather together to watch the last episode.
Yoon Ji-won, who played the role of King Nephew, also joined.
Before the broadcast started, the last CF came out, and Kim Sang-hee put her hands together and prayed.
“Buddha, please allow me to become the righteous 40%.”
“When did you convert to Buddhism from Chimaekkyo?”
“Chicken and beer don’t appear in our dramas, so I borrowed it from the Buddha.”
Kim Sang-hee looked even more desperate than when she was Illegal.
The trauma of the time when I couldn’t shoot 30% because I was only 0.1% short of it must have been revived.
After the CF was over, the title came up with BG on the darkened screen for a moment.
[Bottom Line: The King’s Uncle (Last Episode)]
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– Call Mr. Han.
The uncle who usurped the throne ordered.
However, Han’s shaman did not appear no matter how long he waited.
The uncle shouted at the eunuch and old subordinates.
-Go asked Mr. Han to come, but why is he still not showing up! Go ahead and come find me!
– I apologize, but the beliefs do not know where the Han shaman is. I’ve never even seen your face.
-what? So how did you call him up until now?
-None of the beliefs has ever visited the Han shaman and said that Your Highness is looking for it.
A big shock hit the uncle’s head hard.
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None of the servants knew where the Han shaman was or what he looked like.
Usually, when the uncle gave the order to find the shaman, the shaman found the place on his own.
However, no one has ever seen him in person.
-What do you mean by this? So you’re saying that I’ve been alone with ghosts all this time?
– I apologize.
The servants did not make any excuses and just asked for guilt.
Suspicion that there might be a problem with the king’s mind was a high treason that I dare not mention.
In the end, even the escort warriors who accompanied him when he visited Shaman Park in the days of the great army were summoned.
-I’m sorry, but the officials couldn’t see the Han shaman in person at that time.
-What is this… … .
It’s a ghost to sing.
The uncle continued to wait for the Han shaman to appear.
But he didn’t come. As if it never existed in the first place.
– Dig the spot where you cut down the young pine tree that stood alone by the waterside next to the altar.
There, too, the burial items of the royal family buried with the white bones were found.
There were traces of a curse, but no traces of occultism.
The uncle even began to have doubts that he should not do.
‘Isn’t there such a thing as a secret technique from the beginning?’
‘Abama didn’t put the curse on my older brother on me, just couldn’t it be that my older brother and I were both cursed together?’
The older brother, who was otherwise healthy, suffered and died from a terrible abscess, and the uncle began to doubt more and more.
‘Abama Mama is not the kind of person who would kill the second son to save the firstborn.’
On top of the pain of chapped skin, a never-ending nightmare continues.
Every night, the ghosts of the ministers of Gomyeong, whose bodies turned red with bloody tears, came to visit.
– The great army is not the king.
-I’m just the uncle of the king who usurped the throne.
His brother’s ghost also came.
-I trusted you, but how did you dig up my grave and send my son into exile!
The spirit of the father also came.
-Yuya… … Why are you trying to ruin the fortunes of this country with your own hands?
My grandfather’s ghost also came to visit.
– It seems that the more important thing than killing the public servants and maternal relatives was to deal with you. I’m sorry, I’m sorry
Waking up soaked every day was repeated.
Mudang Park was indeed a living person, but he never reappeared. No one knew the news or the face of him.
The uncle even suspected that he was indulging in a long, bad dream.
As the pain of leprosy grew stronger day by day, the old advice left by the shaman became clearer in my mind.
– As long as King Sang is alive, there will be endless struggles to bring him back to power.
The specter of the echo built up a thick layer of doubt and anxiety toward the eastern exile.
-Don’t take the last step. Then you will be able to continue for ten thousand years.
However, if we finally take that one step, the national fortune will not last more than 600 years.
Sometimes I think of the aloof voice of the high priest, but the pain of leprosy stabbing my whole body made me turn away.
The cry that grows endlessly in my head is… … .
-Your Highness, take your nephew’s life… … .
-If you do, you can live… … .
Whether he coveted the throne in order to live, or whether his thirst for the throne was wrapped up as a desire to survive, even the boundary has now become blurred.
-You have to eat a neatly dead body, sir.
-Yuya, then your illness will be cured as if you washed it… … .
The voice was sometimes that of a shaman, sometimes the tone of a vanished high priest, and sometimes imitating his dead brother.
-I will give poison to the lungs.
However, the young nephew stubbornly refused.
There was no choice for the guards who could not touch the body of the lungs.
I have no choice but to get down on my knees and beg endlessly to obey King Chamqing’s orders.
The uncle quietly headed to the place of exile, dressed in the casual clothes of a nobleman and taking only the royal family’s camouflage.
The young nephew stubbornly refused death with tears of fear.
– Nephew. I heard that this uncle refused the restorative medicine he gave him. So here comes my own person.
– No! Uncle! How can you even take your last life when you have already taken away everything!
-Don’t worry. It won’t be that painful. Curse me and resent the late king who died early.
-Knock… … !
The uncle grabbed his nephew by the neck with both hands and lightly lifted him up, strangling him with force.
-I will send my nephew to my brother’s side so that I won’t be lonely. How could I cut off the precious nephew’s life that I played with on my back at the hands of vulgar things?
Uncle Lee will personally see off his nephew at the end.
The young nephew’s struggle gradually turns into a slow heartbeat.
The focus disappears from the eyes, and the two hands that were pathetically defiant go limp.
-Goodbye. State prize.
The uncle, who had thrown his dead nephew on the floor, sat down helplessly and just stared at the motionless corpse.
A whisper rings out.
-Take a life… … .
– A well-dead body… … .
-then… … As if the disease was washed away… … .
The focus gradually returns to the eyes that stare at the corpse in a state of fascination.
The greed for power, the struggle to live, and the desire for life to preserve itself, which lies at the bottom of the chain of all desires.
appetite right away.
That primordial longing filled Uncle’s eyes and overflowed like mouthwatering.
The eyes full of hungry appetite grow closer to the nephew and toward the screen.
The pupils, which had been approaching to devour the viewer, finally engulf the screen in pitch black, and in the dark stillness, only the delicious hissing sound echoes quietly.
A red caption in the form of flame dripping down like blood comes to mind calmly.
＜The uncle roasted and ate his nephew.＞
＜In return for swallowing the ghost, my uncle suffered from leprosy until the day he died and was ugly.＞
change the background again.
There was a hand that carefully repaired the man’s bones, where the vacancy of a large piece of flesh had fallen off, as if it were precious.
The old man who had collected all the bodies with tears in his eyes looked back.
Standing there was an aloof high priest rolling a rosary with his eyes gently closed.
– Ambassador, how did you know that Your Highness was abandoned here?
-Everything is guided by the Buddha.
-Thank you very much. really, really… … .
In case someone would find out, the old man lifted up the coffin that had collected the body and hurried down.
-Amgun killed his nephew and wore a yongpo.
The high priest stood upright in his seat and muttered, opening his eyes gently.
-This little cornerstone will completely destroy the royal family of this country someday.
With each step taken slowly, a calm rumination is left behind like a curse.
-You can see it. A distant future in which the whole country is infested with thieves, the suffering people overflow, and those who take up the country with their own hands and give it to foreign powers enjoy wealth and glory.
Tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak-tak’s sound, which spreads far and wide through the gaps in the forest.
-You also had a hard time putting up with the disgust. Now that we have finally achieved our revenge, rest in peace… … .
The wind blew the high monk’s robe away, and the metal pieces tied to his waist jingled.
Pieces identical to the old burial items of the previous royal family reflected the clear sunlight and made a clear metal sound.
＜The Bottom Line: The King’s Uncle＞
＜End＞
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When her uncle’s eyes filled the screen and glared at her, Han Seo-hee felt as if she was being eaten.
It was such a bloody gaze that I instantly felt a great disgust for Jeong Seo-hun.
‘… … .’
Han Seo-hee, who barely looked away, became even more chilled when she saw Jung Seo-hoon’s eyes on the screen.
Jeong Seo-hoon looked at himself on the screen and had the same eyes and expression, and a sullen smile.
‘Oh, it’s a surprise.’
It seems that I followed the same way as when I acted while watching the drama.
For a moment, it was to the point of misunderstanding that ‘the uncle who killed his nephew’ was sitting here, not Seo-hoon Jeong.
It was then.
“Why is that, madam?”
Han Seo-hee stiffened at the heavy yet creepy appetite, the voice that seemed to be Jung Seo-hoon but not Jeong Seo-hoon.
“Even if the place I go is hell, didn’t you say you would be with me?”
“Uh, uh… … .”
Han Seo-hee’s fingertips trembled, unable to move, at the pressure that seemed to be wrapped around the invisible beast’s low frequency.
“It’s a joke. Relax.”
In an instant, the bonds that bound her body were broken all at once, and Han Seo-hee exhaled to her heart’s content.
She thought it was the right time, so she lightly tapped Jeong Seo-hun on the shoulder as if complaining. It’s an opportunity to pretend to be selfless and legally engage in skinship.
“Ah really! You were surprised, brother!”
After taking a breath and looking around, it seemed that he was the only one who was frozen in Jeong Seo-hoon’s improvisation.
“Han Seo-hee, isn’t your immersion a joke? Even when you’re not in front of the camera, you immediately become immersed in Mrs. Daegun.”
“Seo Hoon’s acting was bloody, but I didn’t expect him to be so scared.”
“Didn’t the two of you plan this in advance and play a joke on us?”
Everyone is giggling and accepting it as a pleasant happening.
Han Seo-hee smiled and smiled on the outside, but on the inside, she tilted her head.
‘What was it? I was really brutal… … .’
As a child, when I actually heard a tiger roar at the zoo, I was so frightened that I just sat down and trembled.
I felt exactly the same as before.
Rather, it seemed clearer and clearer.
But it’s strange that he seems to be the only one who showed such an overreaction.
“But what ratings did you get?”
“It seems crazy. I’m crazy, really.”
Kim Sang-hee jumped up and scratched his head roughly.
“What is 39.1%! Only 0.9% will be more generous! aaagh!”