Big Life

15 - Keep barking (1)

The orientation of the University of Art rented a whole hotel in Samchuk-si, Gangwon Province.

After being separated by department, the lecture hall began to talk about Moon Creation and reconstruction for new students.

Graduates and students were twice as involved as they were last year.

I came to see the rising star reconstruction on both sides of the verse and the genre.

Those who listened to the lecture while standing in the hallway because there were not enough chairs. Various newspapers and publishers also came to see the unexpected number of journalists. It also included employees from Myeong Seok's published group.

“I just sat there talking about not being very nutritious. ”

“I see.”

Outside the hall, Young's day and attitude were complaining.

They were graduates and motivators of the same class as rebuilding. I came here to show up to Professor Han Hye-sun, even though no one was calling me.

“Well, I just sat there talking about my writing in the backroom. Seen and heard a lot, learned and learned. Who can't hear that? ”

“I'm telling you. My cousin in high school would talk about that. Shit, luckily they sold a little bit of paper. ”

“I heard the contents weren't good. No depth, no snobbery. ”

The more I saw the rebuilding, the more intense the expression was getting.

For the first time among graduates, there was no reason to acknowledge their motivation for giving orientation talks.

“Hey, what are you guys doing here? Didn't you hear the speech? ”

Jung Ming, who came out for a moment to answer the phone, ended the call and asked.

Young 'il looks up at the relic and bursts his nose at the ground.

Afterwards, he was dragging his tongue towards the air as if it were pathetic.

“What, you guys? What's the matter?”

“Are you already bitten by that snobbery? ”

“Snobbery?”

“Okay, what's the long story? Anyway, I know about the four levels of sweetness that describe it as a lecture. ”

There was a lot of blood on the tasty face.

However, she soon regained her original color and calmly replied with a smile on her face.

“Yes, I can't help it if I don't meet your high standards. Reconstruction really helps me. Reminds me of things I didn't realize as a writer. ”

“Oh, really? ”

“Anyway, I don't have to explain it to you. Nice hallway you got here. Stand up straight. I'll see you after the talk. ”

I went back to the banquet hall to hear the rest of the speech.

The grim expression and the face of Yeong-il immediately hardened like a stone.

Especially the anger of the attitude that was in my mind was greater.

‘That damn girl...! ’

In fact, it was not just the sea.

Quite a few of my motivations started to appeal to reconstruction. We are gradually paying attention to the reconstruction that continues to be successful, but does not show itself.

“When does it end? It's been a long fucking conversation. ”

Yeong-il grumbled with a glance through the door of the small banquet hall.

At the end of the lecture, a voice of reconstruction was coming out.

* * *

“…… I want you to write what you want to write. You just have to distinguish between what you want to write and what you don't care about the reader. Think of the first time you decided to write whenever you were shaken. I want you to think about why you decided to live writing every second of your life. That's it."

A pearl like thunder began to sound.

In a cheerful applause, there was an increasingly deep shadow on the face of attitude and Yeouil.

After the lecture, there was no time for restoration.

It took me a long time to do a brief interview with reporters and publishers from the literary magazine I visited.

Next, it was the first round of creative writing and freshmen.

Almost all of the new students came to the reconstruction and insisted on signing and asking all kinds of questions. For them, reconstruction was a star, or something more, that appeared on TV.

“Sunbae, when is the writing the best? ”

“What would you like to write next? ”

“Are you starting with all the plots in advance when you write? ”

“Did you really meet the maid when you were doing the gale? ”

“Sunbae, do you have a girlfriend? Are you still single? ”

Even though ten mouths were hard to answer, the reconstruction was exhaustive.

If his answer could help his subordinates in the future, he was also confident that he would stay up all night and take care of them until morning.

Among the followers who were pushed like waves, there were times when meeting today was not the first time.

“Hae-won, do you remember us? ”

The two girls who asked were looking for an answer, sparkling their eyes full of anticipation.

The reconstruction that was staring at them quietly remembered and smiled.

“It was at the Bandi and Lunia Sign, right? ”

“Yes, it was us! ”

“This is the elite, and this is the Seong-su? ”

“Yikes! Awesome! Did you even remember our names?! ”

The two girls were happy and covered their mouths with their hands and jumped like rabbits.

Then he came to the side of the reconstruction and sat down with his legs bent and took out his cell phone.

“Sunbae, take another picture with us. What?”

“Yes."

“Speak up, sunbae. Jeongyeon, let me take a picture of you. ”

Two girls who were bolder than the signing ceremony put their arms in the arms of the reconstruction.

In the middle of the freshman crowd, the reconstruction did not stop smiling shyly. The flash was bursting in succession.

The same space in such time.

‘You're just a star, asshole. ’

He stared at the reconstruction and took a quick sip of soju.

It was a big place on one side of the hall.

A number of comrades of reconstruction, including attitude, were gathering to pour a glass.

Taeil was left behind among his motivators.

Even Young Il, who thought she was on the same side, was smiling at the story of rebuilding while living the joy of other women's motives.

I was so overwhelmed that I couldn't eat without drinking. The finger holding the phone was busy posting malicious comments on the book of reconstruction, avoiding the eyes of the motivators at this moment.

“Oh, you're all here. ”

“Ah, Su-hee! ”

Jung Ming and some women stood up and greeted Su Hee.

Su Hee in sweaters, jeans and sneakers was avoiding the face of her usual neat worker.

Today, without makeup, she was so fresh that she couldn't feel the difference at all if she threw her freshmen in the basket.

“When is rebuilding supposed to be here? ”

The sweetness frowns and asks.

Su-hee turned to the reconstruction side once and smiled bitterly.

“Shouldn't we be doing that for an hour more? Let's leave the busy reconstruction and enjoy ourselves. ”

“By the way, how is Myung-hoon? Your company's writing a scenario. ”

“Yeah, well. Moderately.”

“Why isn't he here? ”

“I don't know, I barely see him at work. ”

That's what Su-hee said, but she knew.

Myeonghun probably won't be able to sleep today. I have no idea that reconstruction was the first graduate to speak in orientation.

“I'll get you a round of drinks. ”

Su-hee picks up the bottle and turns around and pours a round for her comrades.

Soon it was his turn, and she offered me a bottle of wine.

“Have a drink, Tae-jung. ”

“I'll drink to that. ”

Taeil refused Su-hee's liquor while pressing his hand.

Su-hee glanced at Su-hee for a moment, but didn't recommend it any more.

“Here, cheers! Come on, everyone!”

Motivators started having a generally pleasant conversation about the world and writing while having a drink.

The most up-and-down topic was reconstruction.

There was endless stories about the profits of the reconstruction, what genres the next work would be, when movies and dramas would be made, etc.

“Su-hee, I want to learn from the reconstructor. Is it possible? ”

During Gekko's conversation, the sweetness gave a serious glance.

The two eyes of Thais who was drinking alone in the corner flashed.

“I'm not sure because the reconstruction seems to be very busy these days. Just ask him. ”

“Come on, Su-hee. Can you ask the reconstructor for me? If reconstruction is what you say it is, it listens. ”

“No, reconstruction is what I say, and there's nothing like that. Let me try to talk to you like I'm passing by. ”

“Thank you so much! If it works out, I'll buy you something delicious! ”

Jung Mi was so fond of holding Su Hee's hands.

I couldn't take it anymore.

He slams the last drop of the glass down onto the table, making a sound.

Everyone's gaze was drawn to him.

“I don't think I can hear you when you're gone. ”

It becomes as cold as a bucket of ice water. It was Su-hee who broke the silence first.

“What did you just say? ”

“You said you couldn't hear me when I fell. It's a big deal to sell a couple of the same articles. ”

“Are you talking about rebuilding? ”

Su-hee clearly knew and asked.

He was quite drunk, bursting his empty laugh to shake his torso and muttering to himself.

“Queek, where would the fingers that used to write comic book rentals go? Stupid woman wrote a diary with her sister, and in the '90s, the boy couldn't tell if it was a necessity or a novel, and the outburst of anger... ”

Tai Jing handed another glass of wine to his neck.

Su-hee continues to speak as she watches with a cool look.

“Sorry, I didn't mean to insult you, but you can't. You can't write without the stimulating material called Karaoke Helper? Is this a novel? I've been doing a lot of paperwork. That's what any writer would do. I wonder why he emphasizes it so much. ”

By your side, the sweetness pulls Su Hee away and gives you a look that tells you not to deal with her.

Su-hee also thought about it, so she opened her eyes and took her eyes. Since college, the attitude has been like this.

The words of Thais are not yet finished.

“Pretend you're smart with a few words you can write with your feet if you want. I'd be ashamed to kill myself. ”

Su-hee couldn't take it anymore.

At the same time, I pressed down on the ripping taste bud's hand and hurled a horse at Thais.

“Use your feet. ”

“…… what? ”

“Put it on your feet, Tae-jung. I want to see if I can really reconstruct enough text. ”

“Don't do it, Su-hee. He's drunk.”

Tai Jing stared at Su Hee and trembled at the tip of his chin.

Su-hee embraced it with a relaxed smile, not avoiding his fierce gaze.

“What a goal, really. ”

“What?”

“That's what I'm saying. Why would I write that? I don't have time for real writing. ”

“What did you write? ”

“What?"

“So what did you write? Have you ever won a local competition since you graduated from college? Or have you ever made $100? ”

His expression became blue.

He grunts, angry enough to stand on his neck.

“It doesn't matter what kind of bullshit assessment that is. What really matters is whether I can write something that satisfies me. I'm writing a genuine article that I can be satisfied with. ”

“What's the point of a piece that no one reads? ”

“Lee Soo Hee...! How far are you willing to insult me today? ”

“You rebuilt the insult first. I couldn't hear it anymore because my ears were rotting. You know, you keep rebuilding like you're all alone, but you know what? You're not very good at it. ”

“Hey!"

He stood up shouting.

New students around me have been gathering attention for days.

Su-hee looks back.

Fortunately, the reconstruction doesn't seem to notice this side of the road.

“Hey, Lee Soo Hee. Why are you talking so highly about being a gaming company? Is there a game plan scenario where you have to come out with a window and work on your skills? ”

There was no change in Su-hee's expression.

Rather, the provocation of the attitude only triggered the fire in her final bitterness.

“You asked Myung Hun a lot. ”

“…… what? ”

“At least write me a game scenario writer. Why is he so anxious to write the same game scenario? ”

“Th-that……! ”

Taeil was unable to connect the words, and he started by examining the surrounding motives.

I can't believe Myung Hun told Su Hee about this.

The comrades didn't even look at the rest of them, feeling sorry for them.

“If you wanted to write a scenario in Connection, you should have told me, not Myeonghun. Well, if you've written a scenario, I'll look into it, so email me. But based on the nature of your writings I've seen so far, I don't think they're dry and boring enough to get through. ”

After finishing speaking, Su Hee drank a cold beer.

He lost his strength to burst into tears and was shaking like an asphalt.

He looks like he's been ripped out of his mind.

“Oh, look at me. I'll go see Professor Han Hye-sun for a while. ”

Su-hee steps away from her seat.

Suddenly, I looked at the reconstruction.

Reconstruction saw her just in time and raised her hands as she looked at her eyes.

Su-hee didn't come close, but only smiled.

‘Come on, rebuild. ’

Reconstruction never stops.

After today, it will grow even more.

Motives like Attitude will rise to such a high point that they cannot even put their mouths into it.

Su Hee urged the steps she was going with a smile.

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