Big Life
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- Jules, I just checked on Munpiang after not holding back. Thanks to First Place Representative The Bress. I tried to take a break, but I couldn't. I have to use it all night again. It's late, so you might want to text it. Though I don't think you'll be working nights. ^ ^
Like an emoticon decorated with a tip, Tae Joon was able to smile for a moment without pain. He wipes his wet hands with a tissue and replies immediately.
- I told you it would work. Don't overdo it. Think about your body. Well done, Writer Ha. ^ ^
After the call, Tae-won puts his phone back in his pocket. The flickering face of the mirror is all crumpled up. He raises his hand and squeezes the sore spot, muttering loudly.
“This isn't going to work, Writer…. ”
I couldn't tell the reconstruction by text.
Excessive expectations always bring unmanageable disappointment.
Tae-won, who had lived half his life as an editor, clearly knew that. I've seen too many writers crumble beyond recall in front of lower grades than I expected. His tendency to appreciate a good work does not come from this reasoning.
But not this moment.
Every once in a while, it was an intuition that penetrated the brain every few years. My gut couldn't have been wrong. If it is wrong, it is not an intuition. His belief in 'The Bress’ was different. I had never been so sure about a particular work.
“Phew……. ”
After I wiped my face with a tissue, Tae-won trimmed the broken head and clothesline one by one. The only writer in the Lapbook has committed to working through the night. As a representative, I had to keep my mind straight and finish what I was doing.
“Come on, let's go. ”
Soon, my beloved wife will be able to return to the home she is waiting for. The day's work ends if you match the grudge of the team leader soaked in booze and women, and take care of the aftermath.
Tae-won vigorously opened the bathroom door and went out. The loud music that dug into his eardrum was also positively accepted. He's the rancher for The Bress.
…….
“It was good here, right? ”
This surrogate left the restaurant and asked. Somi nods, smiling brightly, instead of putting the change in her purse.
“Yes, it's been a long time since I've had a grilled fish. Thanks to you, I really appreciate lunch. ”
“Tell me you're my sister. Ugh, it's cold. ”
This surrogate narrowed her eyes and opened her collar. Somi sweeps her hair away from the blowing winds, but it's not that cold.
“You're not cold, are you? ”
“My hometown is the same. This wind is ridiculous. ”
“Is the East Sea really that cold? ”
“No, it's windy. The temperature is higher than the metropolitan area. Ah, agent. Should we go to the cafe? ”
“Then, there's plenty of time. ”
The two of them entered the cafe and ordered their own drinks. Prior to this surrogate attempting to remove his wallet, Somi took out her card and presented it to the staff.
“Come on, each of you. ”
“The stock you gave me earlier. ”
“Do you still remember that? ”
“Of course, I borrowed it, but I'm sure you'll pay it back. ”
“Don't be shy. All right, thanks. ”
It was cold, so the two of them settled inward instead of frosty windows. Goop rubs his hand against the hot glass and this surrogate takes out the horse.
“It's been a year since Somi joined the company. ”
“Time flies, I think. ”
“How do you feel? Editorial life. ”
“Great. It's fun. ”
“What is she saying now? Funny? ”
This surrogate gives a vomit, and Somi chuckles.
“Isn't this surrogate fun? ”
“Are you saying horses? No wonder it's so boring. It's a publishing industry. My mouth hurts when I talk to it, my work never ends, no matter how good I am. ”
At the end of the puzzle, the surrogate elbows to the table and clutches his chin with his hands. She looks a little depressed and grumpy.
“I don't know if there's a man. Why is there no decent man around me? I don't want much. ”
“Do you want to get married? ”
“We'll see about that. I'm in no rush. That's the way the world works these days. I'm only thirty-two years old, and I'm not too late. Right?"
“I think so, too. ”
“But family's in a hurry. I urge you to look hard at the line.If you go to the main price on the barrel, you'll die. ”
“Hehehe.”
“Funny? This is endless pain. If you don't have a man, why don't you ask him when he's going to get married? I'll ask him if he's going to have another baby. ”
Looking out onto the street beyond the front window, this surrogate grabbed the story she had hidden deep in her heart.
“Actually, I'm a little hot for my old boyfriend. ”
“Ex-boyfriend...? ”
“We've met for about two years. It was nice at first, romantic, humorous. And a little consideration. But I couldn't. He was a mentally unstable, materially unstable man. ”
Speaking of which, I asked this surrogate, frowning in one eye.
“Guess what? What was your job? ”
“Hmm, I don't know... I'm not good at this. ”
Somi rubs her palms against both hands, making an embarrassing face. Soon, this surrogate said, "Hap," and burst out a smile, and he told me the correct answer.
“A writer.”
“Are you a writer?”
“Why are you so surprised that you're an editor? Who do you think is next in line to your coworker? ”
“I didn't expect that at all. Were you a Starbooks writer?”
“It's a secret. If you get a thumb with the writer, find out and meet him. There are good writers, but there are just as many weird writers. There's always a particular angle somewhere. ”
While listening to this proxy silently.
Somi is thinking of rebuilding without her knowing it. Her smile flashes in succession, as warm as May's sunlight. Chung, she also puffed her chest and smiled at her mouth.
“Oh, my God, Somi, what is it? ”
“…… Yes? ”
Somi snaps out of it and asks. This surrogate tilts her head with suspicious eyes.
“You're smiling alone. You have a man you like? Right?”
“Oh, no. Something like that... ”
“No, it's nothing. What's he like? ”
Glug glug!
Somi's phone vibrated at the beginning of mining.
As soon as Somi confirmed the name of the caller, she quickly sought forgiveness before answering.
He said, "You're the writer. I had him call me this morning about the Contemporary Rock Webtoon Agreement. ”
“Pick up, pick up. ”
In front of this gesturing agent, Somi answered the phone.
“Yes, Writer Ha. Hello."
- Hello, Mr. Somi. Have you had lunch?
“I just ate. What about you?”
- I'm up now. I called as soon as I got the text. The webtoon deal. I'm fine anytime, so you can set up a date with Somi.
“Very well. Can I have it between Monday and Wednesday next week? ”
- Yes, please.
As soon as I finished, I felt sorry for Somi. It's been a long time since I heard the voice of reconstruction. I didn't want to hang up without saying hello, so she said goodbye to her phone.
“Dear Writer, have you been well? ”
- Yeah, it was just the same. I used to eat and sleep. Mr. Somi, how are you?
“I'm the same. except for the pity that I won't be able to read your work first. ”
Oh, by the way, I didn't tell you about that new piece. I started in Munpiang, a new book.
“New?! ”
Somi's eyes became noticeably larger. Faced with this agent asking me what's going on, she continued to call.
“Are you talking about the Dragon Rider? ”
- Yeah, but the title's changed. Try The Bress. I thought you knew. The publishers often go in to dig up new writers, Moonpien or Joayo.
“Ah…… yes, but until recently I had been working on romantic labels. We're shorthanded over here. I'm sorry."
- There's nothing to be sorry about. Please read it at a later time and listen to it. Somi's feedback is very valuable to me.
“Yes, I will. I'll start reading it today. ”
Oh, and, Mr. Somi. Would you like to have dinner next week? If you don't mind, I'll do the tasty one right away.
“Oh, really? ”
A big smile spread over Somi's mouth. With a long nod to invisible reconstruction, she replies with an energetic voice.
“Yes, sir. I'll get back to you with an exact schedule. Enjoy your lunch. ”
- Yes, Mr. Somi.
Somi hung up with a smiley face.
This surrogate, who was already waiting for me, immediately asked.
“What is it? Is it new? ”
“Yes, in paid installments. He changed the title of the dragon rider you saw. ”
“Yeah? But are they bad grades? Why didn't he say anything to you about who he was? ”
As he murmured, the surrogate took out his cell phone and connected to Moonpien.
“What's the new title? ”
“The Bress. ”
“The Bress? Let's see... Hmm?! ”
This surrogate suddenly frowned and shoved her face close to the phone screen. Her expression, as if she saw an unbelievable scene, aroused Somi's curiosity.
“What's the matter, Daryl? ”
“No, no... look at this. You don't even have to search. ”
Somi handed over her surrogate's phone. After checking the screen, she lets out a surprised sigh and inhales.
‘First place……?! ’
Somi's gaze did not know that she would fall on the cover of the new author, The Bress. It was twice the size of the covers of other works. It was a privilege only for the best paid webnovel.
“If you were number one in Moonpiang, you'd be joking. How many purchases? ”
“Now, wait a minute. Let's take a look.”
Somi lowered her phone to be seen with this representative and touched the screen with her finger. Soon after, the two of them opened their mouths and looked at each other, as soon as the series board of 'The Bress’ came to mind.
“That's amazing, Somi...! ”
It was not uncommon for this surrogate to be unable to restrain the wonder.
The Bress' one-on-one purchases up to 41 are reaching 15,000.
“When you look at the date, you post twice a day. Wait a minute, Mr. Somi. Let's exclude the cumulative purchases and count only 30,000 per day. Sixty-three on 10,000 hits, minus the moonpian fee, right? It's 189, right? After 30 percent from here...... 1330 thousand won! At least a day!”
This surrogate was unable to take on a prowling body with the excitement of her own work.
“Look at this. I told you when I read about you in the office. How did the new editor and his deputy miss this? ”
“You're amazing, Writer Ha. ”
“Not great, Mr. Somi! It's only in Munpiang, only in Munpiang, 40 million won a month. Soon they'll be in other businesses, especially Navin Store and Cocoa Pages, and no one can be sure what the monthly revenue will be. Wow, Writer Ha, I'm going down like this. You must be so happy!”
Somi still nods in surprise.
I had faith it would work, but I didn't expect it to be this overwhelming.
There was almost three times the purchase gap between the top two works.
“You can meet as many writers as you want, right? ”
“Yes?”
This surrogate slaps Somi on the shoulder, dumbfounded, and smiles maliciously.
“Speaking of which, Mr. Harebuild, you're perfect. People seem fine at writers' gatherings, and they're making good money now. And crucially..."
This surrogate's finger slowly rises up, pointing to Somi's chest.
“In Somi, I have Writer Ha. ”
“W-what are you talking about? It's not like that. ”
Somi's face turned red like it was on fire all the time. But the seeds did not work on this surrogate.
“I can tell by the way you're talking. Mr. Somi, your mouth must be under your ears. ”
“No, no, no. You really misunderstood me. It's just that Hah is my specialty, so he's been around a lot of times, a lot of things, so he's a little bit closer than the other writers, but that's all. ”
“Okay, okay. Stop talking and finish your coffee. I'm freezing.”
This surrogate took her coffee to her mouth with a joyful smile.
Somi felt the heat even on this cold day and rubbed her hands together. It seemed like it would take some time for the beating heart to regain its original rhythm.
…….
“Phew, I'm alive! ”
The reconstruction leans its head back and lets out a long breath.
I was about to collapse from exhaustion. I was about to fully recover my strength thanks to a cup of coffee that I just drank as a mug in Seo Gun Woo.
“This will get us to The Breach 150. Take a break and write 25 more to 175. ”
Reconstruction lay flat on the floor. Lika comes up on his chest. He scratches the rebuilding chin with his front foot and licks his head with his tongue.
“I have to ask Jules to put me on the phone five times a day. ”
Reactivate the neck of Lika with his bare hands.
The stockpile was sufficient. Thanks to Seo Gun Woo's laptop, writing was still fast. Even if I played five episodes a day, I was not worried.
“I will pay for the settlement approximately 400 copies, both inside and out. Fifteen copies of paper. That's enough, isn't it, Lika? You'd like her, too, wouldn't you?”
Glug glug!
“Oh, it's Jules. You're not good enough. ”
Reconstruction picked up the phone and brought it to my face. A message was received. It wasn't Taewon like I expected. The name Kang Min-ho was engraved on the screen.
“Kang Min-ho? Oh, Kang Min-ho? ”
Reconstruction reminded me of a little-looking writer I met recently at a writers' meeting. He was right next door and the first author to say hello. His consideration for taking care of himself carefully remained a good memory for reconstruction.
“But what's going on? ”
Minho and a few other writers exchanged numbers. But we haven't contacted each other in years. Reconstruction was curious and the message appeared on the screen, shining both eyes.
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