Big Life

17 - Screaming (13)

“Is the entire server team going down? ”

“Yes, except for the old surrogate. ”

Associates at the Connection headquarters were moving around in a rush. Everyone cleaned up their work and got up and got into the elevator.

The destination was a very large multi-purpose hall located within the headquarters building.

Tadadadak! Tak!

The only people left on the mobile planning team were the bright ones. He was working on a game scenario with his eyes open.

However, as the sentence became blocked, the ten fingers that were tapping the keyboard stopped.

‘Is today……. ’

The blue monitor was illuminating a face of rigid discipline on the screen.

Today is the day of the content rebuilding lecture.

To accommodate more people, the halls at the Connection headquarters, rather than at JOIM, were adopted as the venue for the lecture. Myeonghun was twisted. The reason Su Hee hasn't been seen since a while ago is also because of the lecture.

‘You look like a senseless subject. You won't be able to eat the response as well as the orientation. How much do you think a gaming company's employees would have if they were interested in a writer? ’

Myung Hun's hatred and obsession were almost unequal.

The rebuilding talks at the local library, not only in orientation, but also in the video. And the conclusion was trivial.

“Oh Writer, aren't you going down? ”

Myung Hun clears his grief and raises his head.

Nam Kyu Ho, the planning director, just left his office, was standing in the hallway a few steps away.

“You know, Hae-won's talk today. ”

“I know. I'm not interested. ”

The guard said as he fixed the collar of his shirt.

“It's not that long a talk. Oh, you might have something to help write your game scenario. ”

It was an opinion that was not widely expressed as a cover.

However, Myeonghun immediately blushed his face.

His words were like telling him to be taught to rebuild.

“Again, I'm not interested. Go see the director.”

Kyuho looks fierce, but nods and turns. I didn't forget to add a single word.

“Oh, the writer's scenario is getting better. Please continue to use this information. We're going down.”

Myeonghun, who has turned his insides upside down, rises up on his desk.

Kyuho hurried to walk unconscious of his gaze on him.

“Greetings, Director. ”

“Hello, Director. ”

The staff at the entrance of the hall saw the escort and greeted politely. Kyoho nods and steps into the hall.

The audience that lay inside the wide hall was almost 10,000 won.

Lights were sprinkled on the single phase with a large screen.

The cameramen at the licensed stations were checking the equipment, seated in the corridors at both ends of the hall and in the waiting baskets.

“Come this way, Director. ”

Su-hee, who was sitting in the front row, stood up and said.

Kyoho sits down next to her and asks.

“You said motive?”

“Yes, that's right. ”

“It's been a huge success for over a year. ”

“He used to be a hard-working friend, but now he's glowing. ”

A smile spread over Su-hee's mouth. In the office, the guard shrugged his shoulders in front of a rare smile.

‘You better be good. ’

Above her knees, Su Hee twitched her elongated fingers.

I was a little nervous. It is because it is different from the two talks that have been reconstructed so far.

The biggest difference is the audience.

They are not the successors who come together with a dream of becoming a writer like orientation.

Nor are people who came voluntarily, interested in creativity as they did in the local library.

Half of them are employees of gaming companies that have been brought to work.

‘I should have helped you write the script smoothly. ’

Su Hee was filled with regret.

Considering the pride of reconstruction, I never asked about the script. I was very worried how interested the staff would be and would listen to the speech.

The light that illuminated the interior of the hall darkens.

You hear voice-activated audio through the microphone, just beyond the focused light in the single phase.

“From now on, I'm going to give you a talk on creative content. Please give it up. ”

More than 300 audiences clapped at a time.

The reconstruction that was sitting in the waiting room appeared at the end of the phase.

Seeing him walking into the middle, Su Hee opened her surprised eyes wide. This was the first time I saw rebuilding because I had not met him before the lecture.

“Even writers are cool these days. ”

The guard mutters as Su-hee reflects Su-hee's surprised feelings.

Reconstruction was a new style of hair dyed in wine color. Even the blue suit that fits straight with the body was flowing with unprecedented sharpness.

What's he doing? ’

The reconstruction Su-hee knew was not a person who cared about clothing or appearance. She didn't know that she had passed through the hands of a popular actor.

On top of a single statue with Su Hee's glittering gaze.

‘Phew……! ’

Reconstruction takes a deep breath touching the microphone you're wearing.

More than 300 audiences, full of sight, roared like waves. I felt dizzy and my chest fluttered. The feeling was different from that of the previous small talk.

‘I should have drunk the broth. ’

It was a mistake to listen to JooJooJoon, who told me that it is a habit to keep eating.

Reconstruction straightened the torso to try and relax somehow.

Then, I stopped looking at the one in front of the auditorium. I was about to meet Su-hee who was smiling brightly.

- Good luck, rebuilder!

Su-hee's gleaming eyes were sending a cheering message.

Even at the mouth of the reconstruction, a long smile was drawn.

Su-hee was watching closely. My mind was calming down, and I was returning to pick up my crooked breath.

‘Phew……! ’

Reconstruction closed its eyes and painted the faces of thankful people one by one.

The moment a sense of stability that began with Su Hee's existence became prevalent in his heart, he opened his eyes and mouth.

“My head was white. ”

“ ……?! ”

Su-hee's face is slightly stiffened.

It was not her usual greeting.

“I'm not sure if I can make the talk white and organized around the content. Too many people have come for me. I was deeply embarrassed, and I changed my goal rapidly. I'm going to give you a talk today that leaves nothing in your heads. ”

Laughter erupted from everywhere in the audience.

The rebuilding was quick, even before the laughter stopped.

“You guys went home, and by the way, I had a great talk today, and what was it about? in a talk like this. While you're busy, we'd like to offer you a break. For those of you who live in a busy workplace every day, you also need this time. ”

The voice of reconstruction was clear and neither too slow nor too fast. A smile spread over the faces of the audience who felt comfortable.

“The keywords for today's talk are content. Now, I'm a writer, but since you're an employee of a game company, I'm going to talk about it in the home ground first. ”

I saw logo screens of various games on the screen.

Reconstruction turned around and said in an excited voice.

“I loved games, too. especially the RPG genre. There's nothing I haven't done before, like surfboards, dques, and so on. He also loved North American RPGs, but he was mainly Japanese. The reason is…"

The screen switched with a hand gesture of reconstruction.

I recalled a beautiful female character whose body flexes.

The audience burst into laughter.

“Yes, because of a beautiful girl. It's hard to list every single one of the girls who made me sick with fever. She starred her favorite beauty and wrote like crazy. because all I could write was content. You can't do cartoons, and it just doesn't make sense to do game programming at that young age. ”

Kyuho listened to Su-hee and said to Najjik.

“You said you didn't have much experience with speeches. ”

“Yeah, I know. ”

Su Hee's smiling eyes were fixed on top of the monophasic. The inaugural talk of reconstruction continued.

“Still…… 3D, right? I think more attention is given to the beautiful girl in the game than the beautiful celebrity in the real world or something like that. Even when I dream about it, I don't always get to be the same classmate, I get to be a pretty girl. When I was a young girl, I was so distracted that I had no interest at all in real life women. ”

Now Su-hee is completely relieved.

In a boring talk, I was inclined to expect employees to blow yawns.

“Am I being a little weird? You don't seem out of place, do you? ”

The screen flipped with the reconstruction question.

“So I prepared a family portrait. ”

In front of the family photo of the reconstruction on the screen, the whole hall was covered with laughter. Su Hee also said, "Hap," and the reconstruction seriously added.

“As you can see, I'm a normal family member. He's not crazy or anything. Yeah, everybody's smiling. I'm smiling, so we're all brothers. ”

After a smile, the applause rang again.

Reconstruction waited for the sound to subside, then said.

“So when I'm writing, I'm modeling female characters. I often made a portrait with a beautiful girl who made me sick with fever rather than a real woman. especially when you're writing a genre novel. I changed my name, I left out my favorite personality, or I put on my favorite face, and it was fun to use, and I wrote it with a cane. ”

Suddenly, the reconstruction of a serious expression extends to the center of the audience. The watch, prepared by the office writers at 10: 00 p.m., was shining under the light.

“There are a lot of people like me here. who, unlike me, had never thought of becoming a writer, had somehow come up with their favorite game. Can you raise your hand for me? ”

Nearly a third raise their hand.

Reconstruction puts them all in sight and nods.

“You didn't just pursue your favorite hobby, you did it. Those of you who put your hands up are amazing. We're already turning the world into a creative life. All together.”

Su-hee looks back in a calm atmosphere. At least the staff that caught her eye were focusing on the talk together. I was proud to be above the mark.

‘It's cool, rebuilt……. ’

Reconstruction was several times more dazzling than the illumination in the single phase.

Of all the people in this room, the fact that she was closest to him overwhelmed her.

* * *

Time went by quickly with a pleasant talk.

It had already been 30 minutes, but the reconstruction had not been tiring and was continuing to be enthusiastic.

Right then.

Yuck.

The door of one of the closed halls opens, and the lessons fade away. On my way home, I was being dragged into the hallway with cheer.

“…… I like all kinds of genres, so I also use genre fiction under the alias Feng Cheon Yu, in addition to the real name Haejeon. The characters in the genre novel are more intuitive and straightforward. The stereoscopic character is human in nature. but it can disrupt the flow of stories. Here's an example: ”

Reconstruction steals the sweaty forehead, snaps your fingers, and bounces off.

“Suppose there is a villain who has done something very wrong. a thousand man-made villains who just hurt their families, hurt their friends, and got in the way. But it turns out he was a poor guy, too, and he had a history that he deserved. And the reader is stunned for a moment.

Oh, what? Where am I supposed to insult someone?! ”

Reconstruction made me look exaggerated with my head twisted.

The sympathetic audience clapped their hands and burst into laughter.

Only Myung Hun opened his eyes.

He was so confident. The man on the one phase who was dominating the throne wanted to be the same as the man he knew.

‘Su-hee Lee…?! ’

Among hundreds of audiences, it was recognizable at once.

I can see Su-hee clapping her hands, waving her long flowing hair.

Myung Hun unconsciously reached out, but he couldn't reach. Su-hee was getting further and further away.

“Yes, hello? Sir?”

Myeonghun turns his head to the side with a ringing voice.

A journalist with a navin business card on his chest is talking small to his cell phone.

“It could be a feature. It's responsive and fun. Yeah, I know. Daum is broadcasting in real time, and I'll do an interview after that. Okay, got it. ”

Myeong-hoon turns his teeth to crumble.

Another thunder-like clap explodes behind his back.

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