Big Life
027/6 - Cheer More
“Are you here for the soju? I'll bring it to you……. ”
“You're an editor.”
“…… Yes? ”
The reconstruction reaches out and snatches Somi's bottle. I was thinking about Somi's anxious heart, but I was saving her words.
‘In this time of year.... ’
Even the youngest, Somi was an editor, not in the '90s, and couldn't tolerate and hated the way Somi was serving.
The reconstruction continues to take the bottles from Somi's hands and hold them in her chest. When I saw him from afar, my surrogate was bamboozled and jumped.
“Oh, Writer Ha. You can talk to the waiter about this. Don't come and get it yourself. ”
In front of the reconstruction, the high surrogacy was extremely poised. Making sure that nothing that makes a good writer feel uncomfortable. It was a fundamental obligation of the High Representative as a Starbooks employee.
Reconstruction was just expressionless. He looks quietly at the frowning face of an ancient relic, bent at his waist, and his lips snap off.
“Can I take Mr. Somi? I'm a dedicated editor, and I'd like to discuss some of my writing. ”
“Yeah, well, of course. Mr. Somi, talk to Writer Ha. ”
The representative nodded several times and immediately retreated.
The reconstruction, holding the bottle full of breasts, taps Somi on the shoulder with his shoulder.
“Let's go inside.”
“Yes, yes. Writer.”
Somi still noticed, but reluctantly followed behind the rebuilding. He takes off his shoes and climbs up behind her back, narrowing his glabella as if it were irritating.
“Representative. ”
“Ah, Editor. ”
The representative turned to be surprised. I had some work to do, so Tae-won arrived right in front of me.
“You're here now? There's a lot of traffic, isn't there? ”
“I told you before, didn't I? ”
Tae-won silenced the representative's question and asked again.
The high surrogate blinked his eyes as if he didn't know what to say. Tae-won's gaze was toward Somi and the reconstruction of sitting side-by-side.
“In the future, if you tell Somi to do something unrelated to her work, you'll have to be prepared. ”
The high surrogate trembled.
The face of the editor who was so refined was only unfamiliar to him when he was two years old. He looked down at himself endlessly with his cold eyes, a gentle smile that always respects all employees.
“Do you understand me? ”
Tae-won asked as if he was fixing his glasses.
The representative unknowingly clicked on his saliva, then dropped his running face and replied.
“Yi, I understand. We'll be careful in the future.”
“Get to work. ”
The delegation turned and went away.
Tae-won was still standing there. With the reconstruction in his eyes, he was lost in thought.
‘Let's stop today. ’
In fact, I was going to borrow a writers' meeting to talk again about the next article. It was because of a representative's ground order to somehow contract with the reconstruction.
But I decided to quit. I wanted to respect the willingness of reconstruction to participate in digital literature awards. I have already achieved a spectacular feat in the Joker series.
‘I've already mentioned the next one, so we can talk after the contest. ’
Despite his personal belief in the writer Hae Hae-won, Tae-won turned around. Then I stepped out to the parking lot in front of the restaurant to greet the writers who hadn't arrived yet.
“Have another drink. You can have it, right? ”
“You said your real name was Harebuild? Let's look closely and be handsome. Do you often hear he's handsome? ”
There were two female writers who occupied both sides of the reconstruction who were asking questions in succession. Everyone's face was flushed with alcohol.
Two hours before the writers' meeting started.
It was a situation where the concept of his seat itself was disappearing. Writers who drank more than the standard had no mood to greet each other with a bottle of wine.
In the meantime, two of the most visible large groups formed. It was a group on the left, mainly with the reconstructors and fantasists, and a group on the right, mainly with the myung-hoon and romantic writers.
‘It's noisy...! ’
Through the crowd of noisy reconstructions, Myung Hun grits his teeth. He's been very uncomfortable since a long time ago.
In the beginning, Myeonghun came out to break the spirit of reconstruction.
But it failed. Reconstruction is getting as much attention as it does. I could not bear to rebuild a group of people of equal size to myself.
“Oh Writer, are you going to use the next one as a romance? ”
The female writer next to me asked me with a gaze filled with awkwardness. Attracted by the appearance of obedient and wealthy Myeong-hoon, several female writers still stayed with him.
“Oh Writer? Did you hear me? ”
Myeonghun stood up with the words of the female writer in one ear. I couldn't end the writers' club because it's so far away.
‘I'm not going to break myself. Then I'll take my broom and sweep it out myself...! ’
Myung Hun held a bottle and a cup in both hands. Then he stepped forward toward the group of reconstructions with a united face.
“Uh, oh, Writer? Are you coming this way?”
A female writer who was next to Myung Hun and moved to reconstruction first recognized him and spoke to him. Reconstruction lifts its head at her words.
“Myung-hoon Oh? You were there too? ”
“I want to ask you a question, son. Now I've seen it.”
His gaze struck from the air. Both of them had a single smile on their lips under intense eyes. The writers around you looked at each other and said, "Did you know each other? He must be a friend. ’and so on.
“Have a seat, oh Writer. ”
“Excuse me.”
Somi, who was sitting across from the reconstruction, stepped aside. Myung Hun relaxed and gave the bottle to the reconstructor.
“I didn't expect to see you. In places like this.”
Myeong-hoon gave a strange accent to "this place."
Reconstruction received a drink in response to a bold smile. There was no reason to get caught up in the stimulus.
“I heard something. I hear you've been doing pretty well lately. ”
“I got lucky. What about you?"
“Don't talk. It wasn't that simple to make a drama out of a piece. It's a whole different world from one to ten. ”
Reconstruction has already realized that Myeong-hoon wants to take over the atmosphere by boasting about himself. So I just laughed and drank without talking any more.
When the reconstruction was not particularly responsive, Myung Hun changed the topic.
“By the way, you wrote a lot already? You said two fantasies from Starbooks, 10 each. ”
“Well, there are times when you can write well. Maybe this time.”
“Well, fantasies are easy to use. There's not much to think about. ”
He pouted his head as if he understood everything.
The unpleasantness that couldn't be hidden in the faces of the writers around me was young. On their behalf, the reconstruction shakes its head and replies.
“You've never used fantasy and you don't know how to write. ”
Myung Hun's face was slightly stiff. Unlike before, rebuilding was an instant reaction to the situation with a bitter smile.
“Haha, I've never used it. But if you do, it's a fantasy that you use it immediately. ”
“No, Myeonghun. I've never used it before, and I'm proud of how I can write it. Don't you think it's a little awkward being a writer? First of all, you're a writer. ”
Myeonghun's nose slightly crumpled. Reconstruction has been following the way he talks when he looks at people. Reconstruction smiles softly and raises the bottle.
“Do you want another drink? ”
“No, I have to drive. I brought a car. ”
Myung Hun shook his hand and replied. His face is smiling, but his insides are already torn apart. I took a good hit. I could tell just by the way the writers around me were frowning.
“Yeah, whatever you say, I'm a writer. So I've been writing a rather prestigious piece of writing lately so that I won't be embarrassed by the name of the writer. ”
“Oh, really? ”
Reconstruction continues to dry out the next writer. Myeonghun continued to say what he did not ask with a blushing face.
“It's just that there's a literary competition just in time. Based on the previous winners, it looks like it will be okay to be a winner. Maybe another line to your career. ”
Myeonghun did not even reveal that he is a digital literature award. It would be a shame if you fell.
“Imagine spending a single copy of your effort to write up to 10 fantasies. Reconstruction is because you're from the same window as me, you know that feeling? Oh, I've been writing novels for a long time worrying about my career, so I probably don't know. ”
The writers around you who noticed the fighting between the two people were all silent. In the quiet air, reconstruction faced a vision of clarity. Then, as if nothing had happened, he reached out the cup.
“I hope for the best. ”
Reconstruction was no longer unnecessarily willing to mix words with light.
No more childish talk jokes because of their good pride and atmosphere. As a result of your best efforts, you can replace the answer.
“Thank you, son. Sell a lot, too. ”
The glass smashes in the air.
I tipped the wine over my neck, and the two of them did not take their eyes off each other until the end.