Big Life

13 - Popular in real time (4)

Alone? What are you talking about?

“It's no different… wait a minute. ”

Reconstruction takes place.

After leaving the office, he went out to the villa in front of the icy wind.

“Minho and the microscope writer. ”

- Oh, yeah.

“They still have offices. But the villa is underground and the environment is a little harsh. The space is narrow, the ventilation is poor, the heating and the hot water is a problem. ”

Reconstruction changed the hand of the product in the cold and took hold of the phone.

“I'm not sure what size office you'd like me to have. It doesn't matter if the location is somewhat remote. ”

- No, Mr. Ha. Well, do you write with them more often than it costs? Are you good at writing?

“It's not every day, but I often write when I'm stuck. Talking to writers brings up new ideas. It's good to use it alone when you need to focus, but there are certain strengths that come from sharing it sometimes. ”

The words of reconstruction were all true. It improves the environment of writers, including Minho, while benefiting itself.

Today, I thought of a new novel because of Eun-young.

Furthermore, I still thought there was no reason why it would be bad to hang out with faithful writers.

“And it can be canned between each other. It has its advantages. ”

The reconstruction jokes, Taewon smiled and said.

- Actually, Mr. Ha, I was thinking of setting up an office on the side of Pucheon.

“Ah, bucheon. That's close enough.”

The subway takes less than 30 minutes. You could have gotten there sooner if you had dragged the car yourself. The other writers will stay there anyway, so there's nothing to stop them.

- But he's not alone. He's a little small to use. And of course, if you invest a little bit more money, you can get a bigger officetel. It's just...

Tae-won blurred the end of his speech and took a few moments.

- You're a writer, so let me get this straight. Hah, it doesn't matter if you give me your work or not. You can use the office as long as you want to continue writing. And then one day, if you come up with another good fantasy or compromise, then you can leave it to me to thank you. It's the same for me, personally, as a representative of a company called Lapbooks.

Reconstruction was silently listening to Tae-won.

I've spent a long time together as a writer and editor, and I've been through a lot of things, big and small. It would only be awkward for each other to say thank you at this point.

- But other writers are different. I don't know what's going to happen next. Can you understand that?

“Yes, I understand. ”

Reconstruction immediately identified the heart of Tae-won and asked again.

“Why don't you move in on the terms of your next contract with the Rapebooks? ”

- The next one?

“It would be a burden on Jules' part and on the writers' part because it's not proven enough to get them to do it right away. Can you take care of that once you're moving in, even if you're serving it through Laptops? ”

- That would be great for me.

“Very well. Let me ask you about your intentions. ”

- I'm sorry, Writer. Don't bother.

“You just have to say it once. I'll call you later. Oh, dear. I think Mr. Somi would like to talk to you again. If you have work, please contact us. ”

- Okay, I'll call you on time for work.

“Yes, thank you. ”

-Have a good day. Thank you all the time.

After hanging up the phone, the reconstruction returns to a shabby office in the basement.

As soon as I opened the door, I could feel the fragile atmosphere quietly.

Reconstruction only laughs in its gut and approaches the writers and speaks out.

“Gentlemen, would you be willing to sign the next Rapebooks? ”

“Next episode...? ”

“They can arrange an office in Lapbooks on the terms of their next contract. spacious and comfortable officetelos. ”

I did not deliberately mention what I did not need to disclose.

Minho and the landscape were dumbfounded and looked at each other's faces. Eun-young, who was writing in the corner, was also looking back instead of hitting a typewriter.

“If you don't like the way the Lapbooks work, you can't help it. Anyway, think about it..."

“I will! ”

Minho shouted back before he finished speaking.

The next thing I knew, I wanted to sign with the Rapebooks. There was nothing disappointing about the representative personality or marketing.

“Me, too. I'll follow you to the end. ”

The microscope also raised its hand and said.

Eun-young asked a jealous question, borrowing a moment's silence.

“By the way, about the Lapbooks.... Do you accept romance or 19-gold love novels? ”

“Lapbooks are all available. I just want you to work hard. ”

Reconstruction replies with a cool smile and sits back down.

Eun-young smiles brightly, palms touching her cheeks. Officetel office. I had to keep my mouth shut because I thought cheer would come out right away.

“Then I know you all understand. I'm going to write again. ”

The reconstruction restarted a novel that had been paused with Lika on the bridge.

As soon as I saw him immersed in work, the writers started writing.

The only thing that rang in the quiet office was the sound of a rider.

* * *

“Well done, Mr. Tojun. ”

“Good luck with PD and the writer. I'll go in first. ”

Park Do-joon greeted me with a smile and turned around. After the studio door, his face was already distorted.

‘Oh, I'm so tired. ’

One day, I was passing 11: 00 at night.

As an ongoing enforcement force, JooJooJoon has hardly made eye contact since dawn.

‘I don't want to go home again today. ’

Due to the drama schedule that was appearing, it was time to fly to the set of Gangwon Provinces until 3 a.m.

Eighth year of his debut this year.

Since her debut as a magazine model, she has gained recognition and her acting career playing small roles in numerous dramas.

The first piece was a drama that appeared at the beginning of last year when I was 27 years old.

The drama was a huge success, and thanks to it, it was steadily progressing from a simple star to a true actor.

JooJoon entered the bathroom and stood in front of the sink.

He was checking his appearance with both eyes while calling his manager on his cell phone.

“Brother, where are you? You went to change your tires? Why do you get so punk all the time? Call me when you're done. I'll take a break. Uh, bye. ”

JooJoon placed his phone on the shelf next to the sink and washed it with cold water.

He did not go completely asleep, but it was quite effective. As he pulled out the disposable towel and wiped his face, he stepped out of the bathroom and slammed into the body of the man who was entering just in time.

“Oh my……! ”

It was a stretch that I couldn't get out until I reached the ‘foot'. In front of him, staring at him with a crooked look, he was picking up a script that was missed by the reconstruction.

“I'm sorry."

“…… take a good look around. ”

After speaking in a daze, he passed through the rebuilding.

I laughed bitterly at the mouth of the reconstruction.

The fault lies in the person who couldn't look forward to washing her face. He avoided his side, but he bumped into him because he had moved to that side again.

‘But I think I've seen him somewhere. Are you a celebrity? "

As I washed my hands with cold water, the reconstruction tilted its head.

I rarely watch TV I couldn't recognize it unless I was a quite famous celebrity.

This? ’

A cell phone was placed next to the sink.

Reconstruction belongs to the man who just slammed into his body, and he took his cell phone and went out of the bathroom. Luckily, I saw him pulling drinks from the vending machine at the end of the hall.

“Excuse me, sir. ”

As soon as the reconstruction talked, JooJoon frowned lightly. I was tired and didn't want to talk to anyone. I was going to rest in the chair quietly until the manager contacted me.

‘I don't think it's this way...... and it's annoying. ’

Queek must be asked for an autograph.

JooJoon took his eyes at all, hoping that he would leave on his own.

Then the reconstruction asked him a question, holding out his phone.

“Isn't this your phone? ”

“ ……?! ”

He bent down and grabbed a drink and opened his eyes and waist. Both hands clapping their empty pockets by themselves.

“Oh, did I leave it...? ”

He muttered beautifully, returning his phone.

Forgetting something like this, I guess fatigue was extreme.

“Thank you.”

“No, I'm not.”

When the job is done, the rebuilder turns to the vending machine and pulls out his wallet. There was no change. It was all 10,000 won.

JooJoon took out his wallet, which he saw with his own eyes, the look of a wasteful reconstruction.

“What are you going to eat? ”

“Oh, I'm fine. ”

“I have a lot of change. Talk to me."

“Then I'll just have a cup of coffee. ”

He put the money and pressed the button.

He thumps and hands the coffee he dropped and hands it to the reconstructor.

“I'll drink to that. ”

“What have you got there? ”

The narrow space next to the vending machine had two long chairs facing each other.

Reconstruction sits first in one chair.

JooJoon sits down opposite him and twists his legs. I was trying to get some sleep, but the reconstruction of the script kept on looking at me.

“Excuse me.”

“Yes?”

“What are you doing? ”

“I'm a writer.”

“What kind of pro? ”

“No, I write novels, not stations. ”

“Aha, novelist……. ”

He stares into the air and nods.

“Well, where are you starring? ”

“Writer's Night. ”

“You had a professional like that. But you don't know me? ”

Now is the time to become a true actor. He was more susceptible to this area than ever before, so he couldn't help but ask for reconstruction.

Reconstruction replied with a sorry expression.

“I'm sorry. I honestly don't know where I've seen you before. ”

“You don't live on TV. ”

The horse pretended to be cheerful but became a little uncomfortable.

Even if you don't watch TV. I can't believe you don't recognize more than five CFs on the show. They even look the same age.

“Dr. Harecon, you need to go in and wait. ”

Seogyeong, who was circling the hallway looking for reconstruction, approached and said. Reconstruction, nodding, did not forget to say hello to JooJooJoon.

“Thank you for the coffee. Excuse me.”

“Have a nice day."

Looking at the small reconstruction at the end of the corridor, JooJooJoon slightly rattled his nose.

As a great writer, I couldn't understand how much I could even hear the teacher's voice at a young age.

Glug glug!

The phone was ringing for reconstruction.

Since it was the manager's call, JooJoon wakes up at the same time. Two long legs, which a 185-centimeter statue can have, lead him to the elevator.

* * *

“I'm sorry, Joon. I'm a little late. ”

The manager in his early 30s, who was waiting in the underground parking lot, quickly opened the back door.

As soon as she hits, she lies down tired.

“Dude, turn on the radio. ”

“Wouldn't you like to close your eyes while you're gone? ”

“If it's too quiet, it won't sleep much. I want to hear it as a lullaby.”

The manager turned on the radio.

A noisy, state-of-the-art yoga burst out on the speakers. A manager who saw his frowny face through the rearview mirror lowered his voice and asked.

“Would it be a little less noisy? ”

“That's enough. ”

A started-up car exits the underground parking lot.

Late-night roads were quiet.

With enough time, the manager drove at the right pace.

“Oh, brother! Do you know if it's writer's night? ”

About the time we entered the toll gate, JooJoon suddenly asked.

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