Big Life

11 - Not alone (2)

“A contract?”

Minho puzzled his eyes.

“Harebuilding writer, did you… establish management? ”

“No, I'm not qualified to do business like that. ”

“But what...? ”

“It's literally a contract with me. ”

Reconstruction replies, placing Lika on the ground.

He looks down at Lika, walking gracefully towards the window.

“I want to help Kang Min-ho improve his new work. ”

“Well, thank you very much for that. But the writer must be busy writing too. I'm sorry... ”

“No.”

The reconstruction shakes its head and cuts the horse off.

“As I said, it's a contract. Instead of helping Kang Minho improve his writing, I also have conditions that I want. ”

“Condition……? ”

“Did you know it was a rap book? ”

“No, I've never heard of it. ”

“I'm just a Mannyman. There's only one piece of work that we're working on. It's the terms of my contract that you signed with that rapbook. ”

“Ah… yes. ”

Minho bluntly replied with a shivering face.

A lot of thoughts were going through his head.

The biggest question was why he wanted to sign a contract with Laptops.

The fact that only one piece of new management was in fact an anxiety factor. I couldn't let my new work to work for an unproven company.

The answer to that is that reconstruction came first without hesitation.

“Rapebooks was created by a highly respected editor after he left the publisher. I've had a lot of help and I'm still getting it. In other words, this will be good for both Rapebooks and Kang Minho. ”

“Ah, yes……. Hmm? Well, then...?! ”

Minho nodded, and instead of reassuring, he raised his surprised face.

“Is this the only work... The Bress? ”

“Yes, it is. ”

Reconstruction smiled shyly and replied.

Immediately, Min-ho opened her mouth so that she could see her tits.

And exactly three seconds later.

He nods as quickly as a madman.

“I'll go. I'll sign with the Rapebooks. ”

“There's no rush to decide. The terms of the contract are……. ”

“No, it doesn't matter. He'll take care of it anyway. Having a pot of rice next to the Haejeong writer is a great pleasure to me. ”

Minho was serious, not a fuss.

The fact that the management contracted with The Bress has lifted his confidence in the Lapbooks to its limit.

Reconstruction added.

“She's really good. I like people.You won't regret signing a contract. ”

“Of course, of course. I believe it all. No, you don't even have to say you believe. I will do as you say. ”

Ding-dong!

Then the doorbell rings.

“Oh, I think I've eaten. ”

Minho ran and opened the door.

As expected, a courier with a tin can stands at the door.

“You're in love with a scene, right? ”

“Yes, it is. 9,500 won, right? ”

Min-ho's face was stiffened when he pulled out his wallet. I finally realized I didn't have any cash.

He picks up his debit card and asks the courier.

“I'm sorry, but can we not do this? ”

“Tell me in advance. I didn't bring a card machine. ”

“What do I do with this? I forgot that I don't have any cash.... ”

“I'm not a person who eats for a day or two. Give it to me later or give it to me on the way out. ”

The delivery man speaks nicely, pulls out the food and closes the tin can again.

As he straightens his waist and turns, a new reconstruction is paying off.

“Here's the money. ”

“Oh, yes. Thank you. Here's your change. Enjoy."

The courier who received the money leaves and the door closes.

Minho nodded at the reconstruction because he was embarrassed.

“I'm so sorry. I forgot I was looking for money. I'll give it to you as soon as your sister comes back. ”

“There's no need for that. Think of it as a down payment."

“Yes?”

“You signed with me. Writer Kang Min-ho, I'm going to use the money I bought you to make a deposit. ”

“Hahahaha……. ”

“Take it and eat it quickly. I'll blow the mulberry leaves quickly. ”

“Yes, sir. ”

The two of them sat at their desks and began to eat lunch.

The reconstruction, which was hungry, inhaled the squeeze like a vacuum cleaner. On the other hand, Minho was making slow chopsticks with a face that was not very tasty.

“Hey, Haejeon. ”

At some point, Min-ho opened her mouth.

Reconstruction was eating the whole scene and cleaning the entrance with a toilet paper.

I looked at Minho's jumbo bowl, and I couldn't eat more than half of it.

“Go ahead.”

“I don't know if I can ask you this... ”

After hesitating, Minho asked me a question.

“I understand that you said you wanted to help Representative Lapbook. But why me...? There must be a lot of writers who write better than me. Do you think I have a chance? ”

It was only then that reconstruction identified the point of the question.

Minho is not confident right now. Rather than selling his work, he's terrified of annoying his sister.

“There's plenty of possibilities. ”

I replied with a serious look at the reconstruction.

“I also told you at the Writers' Conference that I read all six books of the Great Sage. Writer Kang Min-ho is quite good. I think the basics are solid. It's just... ”

Reconstruction blurred the end of the horse and followed the water to the water purifier in the cup.

He continued to say to Minho, who was waiting anxiously.

“It is my judgment that the latter is weak. Suddenly, the implications of the story blur. I felt sorry for the inconsequential end. ”

“Hmmm… yes, that's a good point. I think so myself. ”

“I think you'll be able to accomplish just that. I can help you do that. ”

“Yes……. ”

Minho slightly bowed his head, answering with a strangled voice.

The encouragement of reconstruction was making his heart pound. In all my life, there were few people who handed me such warm words to myself as a writer.

“I was very fortunate to attend the Writers' Club. ”

Minho muttered as he looked down at the time when it was getting cold. In front of me, I was reminded of the evening of the writers' club.

It was a group of writers who took the risk of being embarrassed as a ruined writer. I wanted to listen to some advice about writing from various writers and write better on the footing.

I met rebuilding in a difficult place to attend.

His relationship with him did not end, but continued to this moment. As Minho, I had no choice but to consider it the best luck of the year that is almost over.

“I'll do my best. ”

Minho lowers his head toward reconstruction with a resolute expression.

Thirty-four years old this year. I bowed my head and lived for a reconstruction that was seven years younger than myself. It was his idea that age was not important as an actor.

“I felt the class was really different after watching the video you sent me yesterday. I want to learn a lot from you in the future. ”

“It's too much pressure if you float it too high. Well…… I'd like to see what the storyline will look like after volume 2. ”

“Oh, yes. Let me show you a story. This way, please.”

Reconstruction thoroughly read the deployment through the computer to the completion of the 'Demon King'. Then, he pointed out the things that were bothering him one by one.

Minho shrugged his ears and listened, tapping the typewriter diligently.

“…… I think you'll like it more or less. because you're so good at it. I think you can use it like a volume, not just the other way around. ”

“Wow, the writer said that, and I feel confident. I have to go to work today and start writing right away. ”

“Work?”

“Ah, yes. I didn't tell you, but I know that convenience store at night. because you have to make money living. ”

Minho scratched his cheek, smiling bitterly.

There is no profit in writing right now, so we can't live without doing anything.

Reconstruction responded with a faint smile reminiscent of last year's self.

“I worked at a convenience store until last year. ”

“ ……! ”

I looked at Minho with my eyes as if I didn't believe her immediately.

“Really? No, I mean, you had a lot of hits before The Breeze, right? ”

“It's all been blowing up since this year. I was really struggling until last year. It was hard enough to barely use the hot water to save gas costs. ”

“Ah, yes……. I had no idea.”

Reconstruction turned its gaze to the monitor screen.

Minho's novel story was floating on a full screen in his pupil, he said.

“Kang Min-ho will be able to quit convenience stores as well. Write with confidence. You're going to be great. ”

“Thank you very much. I'm prepared to die. ”

Reconstruction got up and took my outfit.

Lika, sitting in a window frame and looking out silently, immediately notices and jumps down.

“You're leaving?”

“I've got to get back. Send me the second volume. ”

Reconstruction carried her to the porch.

Minho went ahead and opened the door.

“Don't come out. ”

“It's right in front of you. ”

Reconstruction finally greeted Minho and got in the car.

Immediately, the car started and slowly drifted away outside the narrow alley.

Minho stood there like he was guarding the spot and was transferring the car with both eyes. Then a young man came up behind him.

“Who is it, brother? ”

“Damn, I'm surprised. You told me not to show up behind my back. ”

Minho throws a pincup, sweeping her surprised heart. He was my brother who lived in the same office.

“Who is it? Was there anyone in our office who might have shown up with a car? ”

“He's the writer.”

“Writer? Who? ”

“If you talk, you'll just freak out and collapse. He's a great writer.”

At Minho's words, he stopped eating and burst into laughter.

“Oh, really? What a great writer you are. The Breast-wearing writer must have been here. ”

“Hahaha.”

Minho looked up at the sky and burst out a smile.

He thought his words were funny and began to laugh aloud as he followed him.

The sky in Seoul was clear for a long time.

* * * *

“That's suspicious. ”

Approaching behind my back, this surrogate glanced at me.

It was the ladies' room next to the Starbooks office.

Somi, who was tightly fixing her head while looking in the mirror, flinched.

“You really care about your hair. What are you doing pulling your hair today? Does anyone want to look cute? ”

“Well, it's not like that. I'm just trying to change it because I'm a little bored. ”

Somi made eye contact with this surrogate in the mirror and replied.

This surrogate smiles and reaches out his hands over Somi's neck.

“Come on, I'll do it for you. ”

“Oh, thank you. ”

“You've got to do this. I'm going to meet a guy I like. ”

“Really……! It's not like that, Daryl. ”

“Okay, okay. The reaction is so simple, it's fun. ”

The surrogate chuckled and skillfully shaped Somi's hair. After that, he opened his pocket and pulled out a few cosmetics.

“Look at my side. ”

“Oh, no, that's okay. I'm not familiar with that makeup.... ”

“I'm just going to knock you out. Look at my side. ”

Somi left her face to this surrogate pretending not to.

This surrogate's fashion sense has long been acknowledged. Makeup skills were different.

“What do you think? Look in the mirror. ”

After checking her face with the mirror, Somi immediately shed elasticity into the gaps in her lips.

“Oh, it's so different. Not a peep. ”

“It doesn't work at all. Anyway, good luck. ”

This surrogate said while taking cosmetics back.

Somi's cheeks fluttered and turned to tears.

“You keep saying that, and it makes me feel really weird. ”

“No, I'm asking you to make a good webtoon deal. ”

“Yes?”

“Hehehe, it's really simple. ”

This surrogate lightly tucked her shoulders and left the toilet one step ahead.

Somi, who was left alone, looked through the mirror again. I felt a little more beautiful than usual.

Later today, someone came to my head and my heart started beating without any way to explain why.

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