Big Life

17 - Screaming (7)

“What is this……. ”

Reconstruction is absurd, and he speaks to himself unknowingly.

Jae-hoon's words were no different than 'I succeeded in this level of excitement thanks to my supervision.'

Since it was a broadcast, it must have been expressed by hiding and bypassing the usual dismissive personality.

Am I the only one taking this seriously? ’

Reconstruction took me seriously, pressing down on my trembling hand.

I wrote "Summer of Twenty," so I took it too far. I don't think it's a very problematic statement for others to make.

‘I couldn't throw it away... …. ’

Anyway, the reconstruction clearly realized one thing.

It was not completely out of my mind after the cinematography was decided. I was forcibly turning my back. The dizziness occurred when I saw that the work such as self-immolation was inappropriately underestimated.

Glug glug!

The phone rang and a call came from Yeon Woo.

I was curious about the reconstruction.

It's because it's not like Yeon to call me this late at midnight. I got a call as soon as I thought something was wrong.

“Oh, Yeon-woo. ”

- Dude, what the hell is this? Did you see the TV?

Yeongwoo's voice was so loud that her ears hurt.

“TV?”

- Did you see Director Woo Jae-hoon talking...? Brother, I don't even know what to say. Oh, I'm so angry.

It seemed to be drawn in front of Yeon-woo's eyes.

Reconstruction was only when he realized why he was so excited to call and frowned and laughed.

“You saw it, too. ”

- No, brother. How can you talk to me like that? I don't like the original, but you made it into a good movie, so your grades are good. Shouldn't that be edited at the station?!

“You didn't think it was too much to edit. Calm your nerves. ”

- How do you calm your nerves? I'm pissed off and going crazy. Wow, I really am! What did you say?! How dare you ruin so many films with a director?!

“Enough, enough. ”

Reconstruction smiled silently and replied.

I was thankful for Yeon-woo, who was angry like she did.

The fury is effectively soothing the inside of you as you begin to boil.

Don't worry about that lame supervisor. That's a dog barking, not a horse. Summer at 20 is awesome!

“All right. Thanks, I'm late. Go to sleep. I'll see you at the office tomorrow. ”

- Yes, brother. I'll see you tomorrow. Let go...!

Yeon-woo's teeth continued until just before hanging up the phone.

Reconstruction put down the phone and turned on the base for as long as possible. There was still a smile on his mouth.

‘Thank you, Yeon-woo. ’

It is a lie if the anger is completely erased from a single phone call from Yeon-woo.

Anyway, I was definitely comforted.

He certainly disappeared as much as the negative depression that did nothing for him.

‘Never mind. I can go like me. Just like you've done so far. ’

Reconstruction made me lie down on the floor of the studio, not in front of the computer.

It was time to get some sleep and get some strength. The sinusoidal snoring extending onto the bed continued.

* * *

The next morning.

Reconstruction woke Jinjin up and had breakfast together. The menu was a lunch box bought from a convenience store.

“Don't you kill convenience store lunchboxes these days? ”

“I know. But if I eat too much, I get bit. ”

Jinjin wandered around the inside of the studio with food in his mouth. The feeling that filled his eyes was still a premature miss.

“I think I'm done watching this studio today. ”

“Don't be ridiculous. You should come and help me on the day I move in. ”

I felt like I was going to puke right away.

“Just use a person. The money-maker is pushing his friends around? ”

“I have important things, so I want you to take them with you. ”

“I'll kill you if you slap me in the face. How much for the house? ”

“1.33 billion. ”

“That's expensive. I'll give you 3000 off. What? ”

“This is what happens when you cut 1.4 billion to 7 thousand. ”

After I finished eating, I put on clothes after the shower of Buryburia. He grunts as he pulls away his crumpled shirt.

“Man, I have to go back to work again. I was just going home yesterday. ”

“Hey, the kids are dry. You came to my house because you had to do the third round to get your mind off things. ”

“Anyway, here we go. Don't follow me. I'm gonna wake you up. ”

Instead of stepping over the threshold, I stopped moving forward.

He glances back at the reconstruction and says briefly.

“I don't care about that stupid director. ”

“Did you just look at the Internet? ”

“I'm really going. ”

The door closes after moving forward.

The rebuilding laughed again, thanks to the comforting friend who left because he didn't like the awkwardness. It was my turn to prepare myself for work. The air in the morning was very clear.

“Lika, let's go. ”

The reconstruction with Lika arrived at the office at 9 o'clock. I felt more joyful than ever when I tapped the typewriter while sipping warm coffee.

“Ha Writer, are you having a good day? ”

At noon, Somi suddenly asked me about going out for lunch. She used to come to the writer's office the same day she was working on the illustration. The office computer specifications are high, making it easy to work with.

“It's just nice weather. ”

Reconstruction was a lie, smiling and answering.

Throughout the morning, he shared Somi's feelings through Lika, using "The Sea of Gangsters." Thanks to this, the attraction and psychography of the female protagonist was rising dramatically.

After lunch, the reconstruction continued in the morning way. Luckily, Somi stayed with him the whole time without leaving the office.

‘Hmmm…! ’

It was after 3 p.m.

The reconstruction stops and the torso is long backwards. There was a clear fatigue that was pressing all over my body.

‘I'm tired quickly today. Was it because you were drinking with the kids last night? ’

It was not that I drank too much.

I didn't drink a bottle of soju because I was worried about the next day. Reconstruction forced the body to sag in order to drink coffee.

‘…… Lika? ’

Lika is lying long on the window frame.

The reconstruction comes quietly, waving a finger over Lika's face.

There was no response.

What is it?

At the time of the reconstruction, Lika used to sleep shallow, curled up.

I used to wake up just as soon as I could feel a slight tingling sensation.

“Lika, are you sleeping? ”

The reconstruction gently stroked the neck and asked.

Lika opens her eyes slowly.

I looked up at the reconstruction with two powerful eyes, and I cried very little.

‘Is this…?! ’

The moment Rika's gaze crossed.

An element that had never been thought of flourished in my mind.

Reconstruction was chewing on things that had gone by with their mouths halfway open.

‘Then I guess I always get tired of sharing my emotions quickly. I've fallen asleep many times before. ’

The two eyes of a wobbly reconstruction filled Lika.

When you share your emotions, isn't it as hard for Rica as it was for me? Maybe the mediator, Rica, was feeling much fatigue.

Lika, is that you? Am I right? ’

The reconstruction flexes your knees, sets the eye level with Lika, and asks you inside.

Lika yawns for as long as she can, and slowly raises her torso. Then I licked the nose of the reconstruction with a sticky tongue like an answer.

Eun-young who was working asked, looking closely.

“Writer Ha? Rica, are you sick? ”

“No, I was just... talking. ”

Eun-young sighed and burst into laughter.

“Sometimes I get jealous of Writer Ha and Rika. Mr. Hahn, are you really going to marry her? ”

In response, Somi stopped her hand drawing the illustration and looked back at the two frozen eyes.

Even though the opponent is Rika, the word "marriage" surprised her unconsciously.

‘Sorry, Lika. Even if it's longer, it won't last more than an hour a day. ’

"Meow."

The writer and the cat exchanged doctors with their eyes.

Reconstruction hugged her once more and returned to her seat after drinking coffee. As he puts ten fingers on the keyboard, he breathes deeply into his chest.

‘Let's do it my way. If she's struggling, we can't rely on her too much. ’

Reconstruction closed its eyes.

I remembered the many aspects of Somi that I had seen before, one by one. Soon, the ten moving fingers began to rub the sentence out of Somi, who had become the sea. It was so slow, I was honest.

* * *

- Editor, I'm sending you an ocean of goons. I'll check and get back to you.

“Hmmm? The novel manuscript is already complete? ”

Myeong-seok was inadvertently checking his calendar for only a week. It's only been a week since I called to proceed with the novel, and the draft is complete.

“Have you been using it since before? Let's work hard, Teacher Ha. ”

Myeong-seok smiled and accessed the mail.

Then I clicked on the manuscript at the top of the reconstruction and started reading it right away.

‘As well. That's the fun in the scenario. ’

Myeong Seok has also been obsessed with the novel of reconstruction since work.

Violent organizations wrinkle up Seoul and Incheon.

Kang Jae attacks Kim Pil-woo, the number one of the hostile organizations in exchange for his parents' hospital fees. However, after failing to kill him, he withdraws his plan to turn himself in and hides his body.

There is a huge war between the steel and Phil organizations, and new information comes to the hidden steel. Phil has a hidden daughter.

Kangjae decides to use Pilu's daughter named the sea to negotiate. So it was the beginning of the story that we went to a small town in the East Sea where the sea lived.

Myeong-seok read all the drafts in a little over an hour. At the same time as I was getting my coffee, he called the reconstruction.

- Yes, Editor.

“Hello, sir. I've read all the gangster oceans. Excellent. When did you write this? ”

- The scenario is halfway through, and the ending is set. It made writing a novel easy. But the scenario is still incomplete. How'd it go?

“I told you before, it's very good. It's as fun as a summer when you're 20 years old, but your work seems to be even better. Readers in my country love drama, so it's going to work very well. I don't think it will be hard to publish as it was originally published. ”

- Thank you, but we have to resign.

“I'm really sorry about this, but I need you to leave as soon as possible. Twenty years old is still on the market. If you publish your next film right away, it will sell a lot more effectively. ”

- Maybe, but just for a week?

“Yes? A week? Hahaha, there's no rush. You just have to make enough for one month. ”

- That's enough, I'll be quick as I can. Is there anything else you'd like to point out?

“Ah, umm. It's not particularly intelligent.... ”

The two eyes of the blurry stone were searching through the title of the novel.

“Maybe you should change the title. I'm thinking a little bit about it. ”

- As expected, the title is the problem. I thought it wouldn't be okay because I'm a sea slut who lives by the sea....

The voice of a somewhat unfinished reconstruction made me colder.

“Oh, yes. That's not a bad title. Yeah. I mean, it's kind of annoying because the word" thug "goes in there. It's a bit harsh and hostile. ”

- And the sea of thugs?

Myeong-seok almost sighed.

“Hey, Writer Ha. Consider using a different title. I'll think about it. ”

- Thank you so much every time.

Myeong-seok hung up after speaking a few more words.

Immediately, I called a member of the Mystery Edition Department and instructed them.

“Notify all editorial staff. You're all going to read the gangster's sea grass by tomorrow, and you're going to submit more than 10 titles, each with a good idea. ”

After finishing the instructions, I went to the window and started thinking about a good title while drinking coffee.

And the director you can trust when the movie is decided. The sky that was hit by the late summer punishment was blue without a single cloud.

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