Big Life

14-Stop is unknown (3)

I rarely answered the phone even though the tone was longer.

I called again, but so did I.

If you don't receive it again, you get a call as soon as you think you have to leave a message.

-Hello.

“Hi, you're Dr. Hae-chan, right? ”

- Yes, sir. Where are you?

“You may have talked to one of our staff a while ago. I am Myeong-seok, who will soon be the editor of Brand Mystery. ”

A thin sigh of reconstruction creaks in between the waves.

- Yeah, hi. But I think we're done here. What's going on?

“I wanted to apologize first, so I contacted you right away. I think I made a mistake because my employees do not understand how and what they do. I should have contacted you, and I'm so sorry. ”

- Never mind.

“I'd like to meet him in person. I'm sure you're busy with your writing, but I'd really appreciate it if you could spare a moment. It's a good day. It doesn't matter where you are or where you are. ”

- As I said before, even if I saw the editor now, I don't really have anything to say about the novel. And you haven't even read my draft yet.

“Send me the draft and I'll read it right away. And I think we can have a lot of conversations about your new novel, even if you haven't read it. I read most of your work. ”

- All my work?

“Yes, it is. ”

He glanced at the clock, and he calmly joined the horses.

I wasn't lying.

He was also personally interested in the novel of reconstruction so far.

“I've read stupid women, '90s boys, tempestuous outbursts, and the works of the genre, The Bress. I mean, I'm sure we can talk. What do you think?”

Without immediate answers, only silence occurred.

I waited for an answer while having another cup of coffee without picking up the bright seats. The tip of the tongue licks the dry lips nervously.

- Yes, sir.

Soon, the answer of the rebuilding broke and returned.

Myeong-seok smiled unknowingly because he was breathless.

- Thank you so much for reading all my work, and I am so thankful to meet you as a writer. When would be a good time?

“As I said, I'm happy anytime, including today. ”

- I'll see you today. I was just about to be in the library.

“Tell me where the library is and I'll pick you up. ”

- Don't be like that. I'd better meet you near Guro Station. I'm not too far from there. How about 7: 00?

“Yes, sir. I'll see you in a little bit. And can you send the draft now? ”

- It's on my phone, so I'll get right on it.

Myung Seok gave me his email address and said hello and hung up.

When I accessed the email with a cup of coffee, I had already received the first draft of the reconstruction, which was about a quarter of a book with 40,000 characters remaining.

‘You're right...! ’

The eye of the falcon, whose brilliance as an editor, dug deep into the very depths of the reconstruction.

There was little objection to the objective part. The sentences were flawless, and deployment and complete control were also in place.

‘This doesn't look like something I usually write and prepare. ’

There is a sense of urgency when I look at the text.

Did you imagine the unknown elements, or did you study them on foot?

Reading the draft now, the conclusion of the understanding was, of course, the latter.

Tadadadak!

Ta-da!

Myeong-seok read the draft with his eyes and began writing comments with his hands. For a while, I felt overwhelmed as an editor. It was the joy I felt when I met the right writer.

* * *

“Ah, sir. Would you like a drink?”

“I'm sorry, I've been so focused lately, it's hard to drink. Let's have a drink.”

“I don't like alcohol either, so that's fine. ”

It was a specialized restaurant near Guro Station.

Myeongseok whispered with a ladle in a boiling pot.

“You're amazing. I've been paying attention to you since you won both the Best and Best Awards for Digital Literature. How impressed I was with the power to encompass different genres and materials. For teachers like you, you could search the entire industry like this. ”

“I'm ashamed of the many things I lack. ”

Reconstruction continued to talk to Myeong-seok in a humble manner.

Myeongseok liked the speech. He explained how he felt while discussing the works of reconstruction carefully.

Reconstruction listened seriously, and sometimes I wanted to remember the words carefully on the memo.

“I'm also excited about your mystery work. It has a lot of glamour from the beginning. Material and development are unique. Oh, I'm sorry. Have some first. ”

Myeong-seok stopped speaking and released the battalion stubble on the reconstruction plate. Both of them were focused on the conversation, but they didn't touch their chopsticks once on rice.

“You should eat it, too. ”

The rebuilding took the ladle away gently and put the stew on the editor's plate.

Maybe it's because he knows he's with his brother.

Seeing the humble attitude of reconstruction, it was a masterpiece that he unknowingly compared with the discipline.

“I can take it off... Thank you. ”

The two of them paused and ate.

When I lifted my head as if Myeong-seok sighed, the reconstruction asked me not to.

“Were there any drawbacks? ”

It was actually the most important part.

I came to meet Myung Seok today because I was eager to criticize him.

I wondered what the current editor of a large publisher, Sung, might have thought when he read the novel.

He even reads most of his work so far. Reconstruction required an honest assessment of acumen rather than a contract.

“As I said, overall, very good. ”

Myung Seok replied, taking off his glasses.

“I am confident that if you continue to use what you have planned, you will achieve good results. It's just... ”

Myeong-seok turns his back on his bag, blurring his words.

Later, what he dragged out of his hand was a draft reconstruction printed on A4 paper.

“Female characters in the book are somewhat lacking in charm. ”

Reconstruction holds its head together.

Again, I was worried about that part all the time, but I could not help but point out the disadvantages of reconstruction.

“There are three main female characters. Lee Ye-ji commits suicide while pregnant, Han Ju-hee, his best friend from prophecy, and a talk that was bad between the two of them. The gravity is enormous.But... ”

The smile of Myeong-seok speaking while handing over the draft was exaggerated.

“I'm sorry, sir. And frankly, it seems that patterns are only feminine, and conversations and behaviors are lacking a lot of femininity. The difference is really dramatic compared to Hye-young, the protagonist of the most recent hurricane. ”

“Phew, yeah…… I was feeling it, too. Now that you mention it like this, the problem becomes more clear. ”

Even at the mouth of the irrefutable reconstruction, there was a bitter smile.

The two women's faces sparkled before my eyes.

Dassle became a model for a character named Hye-young, and Su-hee lent emotions to complete the character.

Myeongseok said.

“But you can't change into a male character. because the storyline itself changes. It's also important to travel to Osaka, Japan, to soothe the depression before Ju-hee kills herself, and if you change Ju-hee to a man, the story is already broken. By the way, I don't think we have enough descriptions of Japan. ”

“I haven't been to Japan yet. I think there's more to it than meets the eye. ”

“I'm sure you'll get through this. ”

“I have to try. Thank you so much."

Reconstruction speaks with all its heart.

I was thankful for the straight pointing without hesitation. I was fortunate that I wasn't an editor who wasted my time talking nonsense.

‘It reminds me of Jin. ’

I couldn't rule out good personality, but at least my editor's face smelled similar to Tae-won's.

One day, the reconstruction was favoring Myung Seok a little.

‘You're in position. I'm a natural writer.’

The same thing started to appeal to Myeong-seok.

I could not stop thinking about taking notes on important stories and reconstructing myself with rational criticism by isolating novels and myself.

“I have plenty of time, so please don't be nervous and write. We won't rush you if you feel the pressure. Please let me know whenever you're comfortable. ”

“I understand.”

“Is there anything else I can help you with? ”

“Well, right now……. ”

I said without hesitation to reconstruct the cheek scratching.

“If you need an office to focus on, I can arrange it for you. We're happy to support the books you're looking for as well as our publishers. And if anything else is possible in my line of work, I'm here to support you. ”

Reconstruction stuck in a mouthful of water.

After he swallowed the collar, he carefully asked.

“I'm sorry, but I have to be honest. ”

“Go ahead.”

“Why are you doing this? ”

The reconstruction was bold, looking at the two eyes of the brilliant man frozen beyond the glasses.

“I will not be overwhelmed with humility. I've realized for some time that I've made quite an achievement as a newcomer. But isn't a writer the size of one so abundant in the world? I feel like you're seeing a lot of convenience. ”

Before answering, he smiled faintly. He vomited an honest heart, except for the part of him that acted personally.

“Because you're a monster god. ”

“ ……? ”

“You've accomplished everything in all genres. In that sense, you are a god like a monster. I'm confident that publishing a mystery piece will bring a lot of excitement. ”

Today's encounter made me realize a little bit what a reconstructive writer looks like.

Therefore, the words of Myeong-seok, who judged that it would be better to see the battle directly, continued indefinitely.

“It's also rare, so it's very easy for us to market. Mr. Hae Jae is a sample of a new writer who's been wandering around looking for a lot of publishers. I certainly can't miss it. ”

Myeong-seok finished the conversation with a selfless smile.

A reasonably reasonable reconstruction replaced the answer by a shy smile and a nod.

“I've heard many good things today. I'll be sure to follow up with your feedback. ”

“There was no feedback. I love writing, except for the female characters. ”

“I have to go to Japan first. I guess I was just trying to get a little carried away. ”

At the words of the rebuilding, two eyes of Myeong-seok opened.

“When are you going to stay? ”

“A week would be enough to go through the data. I think you'd better hurry. I've never traveled abroad except for a family trip to China, so I need to find out. ”

“I see. Are you going alone? ”

“Yes, I feel comfortable going around and around by myself. I speak a little Japanese. ”

“Very well. Would you excuse me, please?" ”

Myung Seok picked up his phone in front of the reconstruction and called somewhere.

Soon after the call connected, he said.

“Yes, it's me. I need to know about your ticket to Osaka. ”

Reconstruction opened its eyes wide rather than picking up the banquet. Myeong-seok continued to speak to his cell phone.

“A writer's teacher is coming. You have a week. I'd like you to book a home near Umeda Station. As soon as possible. We'll talk about guides later. Yes, please. ”

Myeong-seok hung up the phone and smiled.

Then he said as if it was not a big deal to the rebuilding that was speechless.

“I don't know why I didn't think of this sooner. Have a good day and write well. ”

I couldn't smile at the reconstruction.

I never thought someone would sneak up on me like this if I postponed the contract so I wouldn't be burdened.

Myeong-seok was just smiling nicely.

* * *

“Why am I going to Osaka again? It's the marketing team.”

Su Hee, the development director, bluntly said to her who protested in a tired tone.

“This team leader is the only one who knows what's going on and who can interpret simultaneously. I'm not asking you to stay all three days. One day, one day. ”

It was Su-hee who wanted to refuse somehow.

I'm sick and tired of traveling to Japan for meetings. I was tired from flying, and it was hard to sleep in a strange hotel bed.

Glug glug!

The phone rang and a message flew out.

Su-hee's face, which confirmed the contents, became stiff.

The annoyance that was full was erasing rapidly.

Su-hee, I'm going to be researching in Osaka next week. Isn't there a trip I could recommend? You had a good trip there, didn't you?

“Yes? Will you go, Team Leader? ”

“I can't help it. ”

Su-hee sighed and picked up her phone.

“I have no choice but to go. ”

“It's just this team leader. Then take good care of her. ”

The Development Director left the conference room with a polite expression.

Su Hee, who was left alone, took out her phone again and was checking for a message of not long reconstruction.

I was worried that I could hear my heart beating outside.

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