“Is everything going well?” Joongjin asked as he walked in.

He was wearing a short-sleeve t-shirt, shorts with a droplet pattern, and cheap slippers which made him look like he was some neighborhood unemployed person.

“Why do you go around looking like that? Where has the dignity of movie directors gone?”

“It’s tiring to consider every little thing like that. I’ve been wearing a suit all the time recently, so it’s been really hard on me,” Joongjin spoke as he rubbed his stubble.

He was really unpredictable. If he wore a suit, he would look like a corporate executive, and if he wore clothes that were in style, then he would look like a stylish young movie director, but he always wore casual clothes other than when it was really important.

“It must hurt to fall on their back like that.”

Joongjin frowned as he looked at the students that fell backwards.

“I thought you wanted a dynamic action scene. If you want dynamic, then they need to know how to protect their bodies at least.”

Choongho instructed the students to fall on their sides after that. Bangjoo, who learned Judo, did a demonstration for the students. It was really easy for Choongho since someone knew how to do it.

“Should I give you some tea?”

“Sounds good to me.”

“You guys can take a break after that.”

They went to the office and Choongho turned on the electric kettle.

“Do you still drink thick coffee these days?”

“Three at minimum.”

“Watch your...