Big Life
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15 - Keep barking (2)
Tada-da-da-dak! Tada-dak!
Tadadadak! Tak!
Reconstruction did not go against Su Hee's belief in herself.
In order to hand over the completed manuscript to Myung Seok within a month, there was a day that did not stop writing.
What do you think, sir? Can you reverse this part? ’
- I understand your eagerness to impress, but isn't the background a little short?
‘Yes, I think that's enough. ’
- It's your writing. Suit yourself. Don't ask.
The rougher the workshop, the more sophisticated and glowing the plaintiff was.
Reconstruction turned on the lights in both eyes like a madman and fixed the manuscript. I used to drink a cup of coffee and recover my strength just before I fell.
The people around me could hardly see the reconstruction stuck in the studio.
I didn't even show my face in the writer's office.
Over time, Minho and Eun-young in the office used to talk anxiously.
“Writer Ha, you can't be serious, can you? ”
“I was so worried that I texted you once this morning. He told me not to worry because he's doing well. You're putting up that new mystery spritz. ”
“I'm afraid you'll collapse. I almost collapsed when I saw Writer Ha's work while I was at Minho's house. How can a person concentrate like a machine? ”
“No matter how much I look at it, I'm not used to it. No, but where did this kid go with all that smoke punk again? I think I've been distracted lately. ”
Even as they spoke, the fingers of the reconstruction that beat the typewriter did not stop.
As the day approached, I became more nervous.
‘I'm reminded of a fragment of Tolstoy. ’
A wise girl appearing in a novel said.
I'm glad the festival is fixed.
If I hadn't, I would have spent my whole life preparing. I never touched the expression like this.
“Meow.”
“Phew, Lika. It's almost over. Just a little more...! ”
The reconstruction rinsed the bathroom with cold water and rewritten every time the fingers were hot.
Later, I put a cold water basin next to the computer and used it to cool my hands from time to time. I couldn't rest a moment until the writing was refined to satisfactory levels.
* * *
Time flew by at the end of March.
The rebuilding is finally over.
He sent the manuscript to Myeong-seok until there was not even a handful of strength left to touch a word.
- Well done, Miss Ha! I thought you might be resting, so I'm sending you a message instead. Get some rest and get back to me!
A message of clarity flew through the phone.
Reconstruction failed to confirm it.
It was because he had already fallen into a deep sleep with Lika in his arms as expected.
On the other hand, there were many changes in the family.
First, the stone was discharged from the hospital.
It was because he was recovering faster than the doctor expected. He was able to return home with a diagnosis that he needed to be cured for some time.
After a while, even more changes occurred.
The whole family finally moved out of the villa and into a single-family house.
“Jae-in, is this really the house we're going to live in? ”
“Mom, here we go again. One more time and it'll be a thousand times. ”
The first day I walked into a two-story house with a small garden.
The man finally bursts into tears.
Jae-in hugs the mark and blushes his eyes, even though it is a false tree. The stone was silently trimming the floor to create a garden for his wife in a corner of the garden.
“Well done, everyone. ”
At sunset, all the movers went back.
Reconstruction closes the gate and turns to a weary body. I was so tired of packing all day.
“Meow.”
“Don't bother, Lika. I can't even hold you right now. ”
Reconstruction broke into the house with Lika, who was hanging in her chest. Nam and Jae were setting the dining table in the middle of a large living room.
“Dad, stop it and come in. ”
“Got it.”
The stone also entered the house with the hands of the gardener.
The first meal in the new house did not stop laughing. The wealthier get along, the wealthier no longer turns away from each other.
“How did it go? ”
“Yes, thanks to you. ”
“What have I done? ”
“If it wasn't for my father's forensic friend, I wouldn't have written this. My friend is amazing, but I was even more surprised by my father's connections. ”
“Son of a bitch, you know how to butt up. ”
The stone looks away and drinks continue.
Nam and Jae-in stare at each other and chuckle.
Glug glug!
“Sorry, I'll be back in a minute. ”
Reconstruction took a phone call from Myeongseok and went out to the garden and pulled the call icon.
“Yes, Editor. ”
- How did you move in, sir?
“Well done. The house is wider than it used to be. I don't have much luggage. ”
I'd like to see it sometime. Anyway, sir, I called you about the summer I was 20 years old.
“Yes, go ahead. ”
"Summer of Twenty Years" refers to a novel about a new mystery of reconstruction. Reconstruction and brilliance were the titles that were decided at the end of the discussion.
- Mystery launch marketing starts next week. It's going to be on the Internet's major portal sites, radio and magazines. Of course, a 20-year-old summer is going to be a big promotion. As I said, you will sign up once, and you will watch the show a little bit more and decide. Maybe it's not a radio, it's a TV.
“Yes, I remember. ”
- Finally, a summer of twenty years old will be booked and sold in advance before the release. We'll get back to you next week.
“Thank you so much for always taking care of me, Editor. ”
- It's always on my side to thank you. Thank you for your hard work. Well, get some rest.
“Yes, go in, too, Editor. ”
After hanging up the phone, I sighed softly and looked up at the sky.
I wonder what happened to the night sky in the high seas. There were countless stars shining today.
* * *
“Hahaha! Really? Over 10,000 coins? ”
Myeong-seok, who had just come to work, laughed at his phone without taking off his coat.
The good news that had been heard since morning ended the anxiety that had felt all night.
“It's hard to connect the words because I'm surprised. I thought it was a success if I only digested 3,000 copies with advance bookings. Yes, it is. Thank you for your hard work and your hard work going forward. ”
The person who hung up immediately turned on the computer and connected to the internet.
As I typed in the name of the rebuilding, the other word ‘20-year-old summer reservation sale' came to mind automatically.
“SNS reactions are good……! ”
All kinds of writings that made "Summer of 20 Years Old" come to life.
Soon after seeing Netizens react with a smiling face, he reaches Twitter for reconstruction.
Immediately, his mouth was torn open. Hundreds of enthusiastic readers were constantly mentioning a reconstructive Twitter with close to 100,000 followers.
I'm a huge fan!
- Crazy blah blah blah blah blah blah blah What kind of genre can't you write?!
- Honestly, mysteries aren't easy to write;;; they have a lot to design. The plots were good, but this time I'm a little worried.
- Pre-ordered. I hope you get it soon.
- Harecon, can you get in touch with me? I don't know if you remember me, but I met this guy in a bookstore. I gave you my contact information, but I can't feel it.
What the hell is this? Are you an idol member? "
Looking at Twitter, I noticed the name of Chalin, a member of the popular girl group applety.
Her remarks on the rebuilding work have already been retweeted in 1,000 units.
- I'm looking forward to your new novel. The storm hasn't passed yet, but what mystery is this?! Charyn's favorite genre! Pre-Purchased! If only the contents were not sad.
‘Exactly...! ’
Myeong-seok clenched his fist.
The new work of reconstruction was more convincing than anyone who edited it.
However, he had yet to deviate from the image of the new author and did not anticipate that he would achieve more than 10,000 outstanding results in advance bookings.
I can't believe you sold 10,000 copies before the book came out!
Myeong-seok was filled with excitement, but he was frightened so that all the poppies were trembling.
‘I bring mystery to a summer when I'm twenty years old...! This is a hundred percent...! We have to keep making issues! ’
Myung Seok was ready to do anything to raise the new sale of reconstruction.
Anything that could be supported by the power of the advertising, broadcasting, and publishing groups was a requirement.
To rebuild the author, and also to become a talented editor who has found a good writer.
‘Oh, I'm going to put in a phone call. ’
Myung Seok picked up his phone because he wanted to give me good news.
However, as I tried to dial the number of the reconstruction, the door slammed open and an uninvited guest jumped in.
“What are you? ”
The face of Myeong-seok, who disappeared, became cold in a heartbeat.
Myeong-hoon, his brother, stood at the threshold.
I was trying to catch my breath, lifting my chest to see if I was still running. With both eyes, I was staring at him as if he were going to kill him.
“I never called you, but you jump in without knocking? When are you going to fix that rude habit? ”
“What's going on? ”
“What?”
“Don't pretend you don't know. You know what I'm asking. ”
Myeong-seok sighed and took off his glasses.
I was expecting my brother to come like this for a while.
“Are you talking about Hae-won? ”
Myung Hun opened his eyes.
With his mouth open and trembling like a scholar, he asked as if he didn't believe me.
“Teacher……? ”
“What's wrong with what I said? That's what the writers call it. ”
I looked up at the palms of my hands as if to ask why Myeong-seok did it.
Myeonghun raised his voice, closing the door behind his back tightly.
“Why didn't you tell me? ”
“When did you give me the chance to tell you? You never came home. And……. ”
With a few moments of preliminary action, Myeongseok was glancing at both eyes.
“What difference does it make if I tell you? ”
“Ugh...! ”
Myung Hun lets out a crooked groan. Even the brother who thought he could hold it all together and comfort himself.
My head went crazy.
The ceiling and floor were switching positions.
“Can you... can you do this to me? ”
“I was the editor of the Mysterium before I was your brother. ”
“You know how much I hate him! Does it make sense to flip me over and launch his work?! ”
“I've said it many times, I'm sure. I need you to write me a piece for the launch. I can wait as long as I want. You're the one who didn't respond to it and never snored at home. You brought this on yourself. ”
“We'll see...! Look at what I'm about to do! Are you insulting me like this?! ”
Myeonghun points at his bloodthirsty face with his finger and shouts over and over again in a screaming voice.
Myeong-seok stared at him silently.
“Wait and see! ”
Myung Hun opened the door and left because his tears were so hard to bear.
We didn't know what he meant by that. I just wanted to escape my fierce hatred and be reborn as a true writer.
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