Big Life
< 17 - Screaming (3) >
17 - Clamor (3)
“When the time is right, I should go home on time. What are you looking at today? ”
“Oh, that writer sent me a scenario. ”
“Scenario?”
“Yes, Haejeon is a writer. ”
One ear of taejin fainted.
“I went to a summer movie premiere when I was 20 years old, and I don't think there was anything I liked about it. I guess I'll just have to write the scenario myself. ”
“I see……. ”
“I sent about a third, but it's good. Okay."
Taejin nods quietly.
For him, the total number of published groups, who had seen many writers like Gigantic, the reconstruction of one million units of sales was nothing more than ordinary writers.
If it weren't for the power that used the nickname Seo Gun Woo, it would have been forgotten.
“Oh, and Dad. You're almost done editing your tragedy. ”
Already?
Taejin asked again, surprised by the light.
"Your Tragedy" was a long-standing novel he had published.
Prior to representing a large corporation, he was also a single author.
“Do you do it yourself? Leave it to the staff."
“It's only been a few years since my father's debut. We have to go through the editor's son. It's going to be a beautiful book, so don't worry. ”
“Don't worry, you're good at it. Let's go.”
“Yes, Father. ”
The two rich men left the office and boarded the elevator side by side.
Staff recognized Taejin was stepping back to take the next elevator.
“Let's ride together. I'm not overweight. ”
Tae Jin recommended a soft smile.
The staff climbed on the elevator with their heads tightened with a cheerful look.
In the descending elevator, the smartphone trembled.
“Yes, Deputy Kim. No, that's okay. Go ahead. Yes, that's the Old Town Palace. Oh, by the way, since you're going to Bucheon's office these days, you should send a courier that way. Yes, please. Have a great day."
I asked Myung Seok who hung up the phone as if Taejin had passed by.
“Are you sending a gift to a writer? ”
“Yes, the reconstructive writer. ”
“ ……? ”
Taejin's expression hardened in an instant.
The stone staring at the decreasing number of floors was connecting the horses without realizing the strange feeling.
“I made some pills. I rarely take care of my health when I'm not writing. You have to take care of this. ”
“ ……. ”
Taejin, who was obsessed with his stiffness, had no answer to his son's words.
While he was on the phone with his subordinate, he clearly mentioned an address called Guro-gu gongdong.
The address itself is no problem. However, if a writer lives there, Hae Hae Hae Hae Hae Hae can't be overlooked.
‘The writer who used the nickname Seo Gun Woo... lives in... ’
Can this coincidence happen twice in a row?
In the face of repeated coincidences, Taejin's nerves became increasingly sensitive.
He is now shaking severely in a narrow elevator, the motto of life that never happens.
“Father? You have to get off. ”
“Huh? Uh, yeah... ”
“Are you uncomfortable? ”
“No, no……. Let's go."
Taejin, who woke up late, leaves the elevator.
He followed behind with a more serious gesture as he stepped faster than usual.
“You didn't do anything bad, did you? ”
“There is no such thing. For a while, I was nervous because I wrote a novel. ”
“You too, Dad. Not as a son, but as the president of publishing, which is great. ”
“Haha, yes.... ”
The two rich men sat side by side in the back seat of the driver's car.
Taejin glances out of the fast passing car window.
He didn't say a word until he got home.
* * *
“Here's another problem. Taekwondo has been suspended from the race for three years without exercising. Can readers feel empathy? ”
“That's what I'm told. So let's say we've been working hard in the meantime, but we haven't had a chance because we're unlucky? ”
“That's right. That way, the readers will feel even more Qataris when the protagonist gets a performance and wins. ”
It was an arcade restaurant near the author's office.
Reconstruction and Yeon-woo were continuing the heated conversation with Sundae soup and grilled fish for lunch.
Reconstruction, pointing out in succession, and listening closely to Yeongwoo, was no different from yesterday.
“Go into the office and fix it from the prologue - if you fix it by 5: 00, I can take care of it today. ”
“Oh, thank you so much. Wait, just finish the note. ”
Yeon-woo quickly finished the note with a pen and began to eat the leftovers.
He said with a bitter smile.
“Eat slowly. Play along.”
“It's 1: 00, but you have to eat it fast. ”
“It's not a real company, there's no problem being late. Chew it up and eat it. ”
As he said, the reconstruction poured out a glass of water.
I shook my eyes as if I were touching even a glass of water and graciously received it with both hands.
“I wonder how I would have lived without you. I know you're busy, but you've taken the time to help, and I've just gone up the post quality like a joke in a few days. ”
“This writer has a solid foundation. ”
“Right, but what do you think the title is? ”
“It's not bad for atheistic management. Why? ”
“I think it's a little long. I want to go with something that catches my eye. ”
“It's godlessness, how about this? Or else... Ah! ”
Suddenly, the reconstruction flinches and bounces, smiling brightly and suggesting.
“What do you think of the Big Bang? ”
“Yes?”
Immediately, the question ’Are you kidding me?' came over Yeon-woo's face.
Reconstruction continued, regardless of the words.
“The main character's name is Park Kwon. But because his fist is big and strong, he calls it the Big Book. Combining the punches with Vik in English. ”
“Is it... okay? ”
“Or you can persuade them this way. I went to a competition when I was a student, and there was a mistake in the name of the host, and it became a big book. But it's hardened with nicknames. How about this? Wow, I'm telling you, this is a really good title. ”
After finishing his enthusiastic remarks, he was quietly whispering only the eggs for a while as though he admired his wisdom.
Yeon shakes her head and holds up a pen.
On the notepad, the title 'Big Book Goes’ was written, and a line was drawn over it while the reconstruction was not visible.
No matter how much I thought about it, it didn't feel like this.
Reconstruction and reconstruction of the meal returned to the office and resumed the work.
Yeongwoo's place was right next to the rebuilding.
Behind his back, the other three writers were overwhelmed with their work.
‘Is this body fat...? ’
Around 4pm.
Reconstruction lets out a hot breath, wrapped around your forehead.
I felt the energy of my body a few days ago.
I had survived moderately, but my symptoms had worsened since this morning.
‘This is bad……. ’
The scenario 'Sea of Thugs’ was not a problem because it was easy to write.
But I was worried about the library lecture that I had to leave tomorrow.
“Gentlemen, I'm going in early today. ”
After thinking about it, the rebuilding took place.
If it weren't for the lecture, it might have lasted until 6: 00.
Perhaps I should rest early today for tomorrow.
“Hah, aren't you feeling well? Don't go home. Sleep here. ”
“I have a presentation at home, so I have to go. Lika, let's go home. ”
Lika, sitting in the window frame, cuts down.
Reconstruction holds Lika in her heart and takes her bag.
At that time, Yeon-woo, who had been thinking about something the whole time, stood up.
“I'll take you home. ”
“Yes?”
“You must be dizzy. How are you going to drive? I'll drive you. I don't think it's a good idea for you to take a cab because of her. ”
Reconstruction shook its head, smiling bitterly, thanks to Yeon-woo's favor.
“It must be hard for you to come back because the house is so remote. ”
“It's okay. I'll walk. I've barely been discharged, so I'm in good health. What else can I do for you? ”
Yeon-woo suddenly said, tapping her breasts widely.
Nevertheless, the reconstruction finally expressed its specifications.
I didn't want to interrupt Yeon Woo's writing.
“I'm fine to drive because I haven't taken my medicine. If it's hard for you, I'll call you a surrogate, so keep writing and working hard. Thank you for your kindness. ”
The rebuilding of Gekko left the office alone with Lika.
I slowly drove the car back home, and the reconstruction did not taste good, but I forcefully ate.
Then I took some medicine and went to bed early.
“Ugh... Lika, my breath is so hot. ”
“Meow...! ”
“Don't come any closer... I might catch a cold with you... I'll sleep early today..." ”
Reconstruction takes an irregular exhale of hot air and falls into a deep sleep without even knowing it. Soon his whole body began to burn with fever. Lika does not leave a position on the side of the reconstruction.
The next morning.
Bloop-oop! Bloop-oop! Bloop-oop! Bloop-oop!
Reconstruction slowly opened my eyes due to the continuous vibration.
The first thing I saw was the gleaming eyes of Lika looking at herself with her face pressed against her arm.
“Ugh... Have you been sticking around all night? ”
“Meow.”
Lika licks the nostrils of reconstruction with a sharp tongue instead.
Reconstruction stumbles around in the duvet, still finding the cause of continuous vibration.
Soon, the moment I got my phone in my hand, my vibration stopped.
“It's Writer Lee Yeon-woo... ”
Looking at the clock, it was past 10: 00 a.m.
It was time to get up and prepare for the talk.
Reconstruction struggled to get up on the bed.
“Phew, it's definitely better than yesterday, but it's still getting worse. You need to eat something and take your medicine. ”
The moment I stepped out of bed, muttering like that.
There was a doorbell ringing from the front door.
The reconstruction does not have the energy to make a loud voice, so it approaches the twisted porch.
“Who are you?”
“Hey, I'm Yeon-woo Lee. ”
“ ……?! ”
Reconstruction opened the door with a surprised expression.
Blackhead Yeon-woo was smiling and was holding a shopping bag in her hand.
“You haven't eaten yet? ”
“Yes, I just woke up. So, what brings you here this morning? ”
“You're going to the library today. You should be able to bear it because you're sick. I brought abalone dough, so eat it while it's hot. ”
Yeongwoo handed the shopping bag to the two hands of the reconstruction.
He said to the reconstruction he received because he was heartbroken.
“Then I'll wait in front of you. ”
“What are you waiting in front of? Come in.”
“Yes? Well, can I? ”
“Why not? There's nothing to serve but coffee, but come on in. ”
Yeongwoo entered the study room with a bright look on her face.
Lika went to her feet and hung them up, just as she welcomed him who had bought abalone to rebuild his sickness.
Yeon-woo hugged me.
“Are you feeling better? ”
“Much better than yesterday. ”
“I don't think so. I'll drive you to the library, too. ”
“Mmmm... ”
“Don't be afraid. You should also check the presentation materials on your way. ”
Reconstruction was undeniable. It was also true that he was in poor condition and needed time to check the contents of the lecture.
I couldn't refuse anymore, so he replied with a nod.
“Then I'm going to ask you to do something bold today. ”
“How dare you? Don't say that. ”
Reconstruction really enjoyed the abalone hide bought by Yeonwoo.
After emptying a bowl of his care, the placenta of life seemed to disappear.
“Wash up. I'll clean it up. ”
“No, but I ate it... ”
“Come on.”
Yeongwoo forcefully pushed the reconstruction into the bathroom and quickly finished the dishes.
Then I sat on the floor and played a prank with Lika until the reconstruction was ready.
“Phew, I'm ready. I'm sorry."
“Yes, let's go. ”
Yeongwoo got into the driver's seat after he put the reconstruction to get on the passenger seat.
He takes such good care of it, a burdensome reconstruction said.
“Hey, writer. Make it easy on me. ”
“Yes? I'm comfortable now. ”
Yeon-woo turned around and asked, "What are you talking about?"
The rebuilding stopped with that perfectly innocent look on his face like a boy.
The started-up car leaves the road.
Yeongwoo's driving was stable and very proficient.
Reconstruction did not listen to the material to speak, but spoke to him.
“You're a good driver. ”
“Oh, you didn't tell me. I'm a chauffeur. ”
“Aha, somehow.... He said he's even better than me. I still have a sudden rash halt. ”
“Hahaha, I'm good enough to be called a corpse, except for my driving skills. ”
The reconstruction actually made it to the library in peace thanks to Yeon Woo.
The venue was the hall on the second floor of the library.
Starting with the enema, almost all officials, including the chiefs, came out and received the reconstruction.
“Welcome, sir. ”
In the other talk, the enema, who had never snored before, bowed his head politely.
Reconstruction commended and entered the auditorium.
A large screen was mounted on the wall with a long suspension membrane above the single phase.
The "Life of Beauty" special with the "Summer of 20 Years" writer reconstruction of the best-seller with -10 million units of sales.
‘Something is too long and noisy.... ’
It was a suspicious suspension veil made by the enema himself.
Anyway, it's not the banner, it's the speech.
Reconstruction took immediate notice and began preparing.
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