Big Life

18 - There was a sea (3)

“Yes? Extraction point? ”

Joon took his cue and turned around.

Reconstruction repeated only a "yes" with a serious face, and hung up.

“What's going on? Extraction Mill?”

“I think Yeon-woo's been drinking and reaping. ”

Reconstruction responded while taking my outfit.

“I'll be right back. I need some time alone. ”

“You don't have to come with me? ”

“Because you want to create a star-spangled thing? Rica, please."

The reconstruction in the car alone immediately entered navigation and stepped on Axel.

The extraction point is not far.

It was originally between the office of the writer in Bucheon and the house of reconstruction.

“ ……. ”

The reconstruction stops and enters the extraction point, and even blinks and stops to say hello to the police.

Yeongwoo falls down on a long chair, Moro Pic. It was okay to blurt like a man drowning with his mouth halfway open.

“Are you Dr. Harebuild? ”

The rebuilding reflected on the roaring voice.

A female cop who appeared to be in her late 20s was standing up. It was a strong skeleton and sharp eyes that made the impression that not everyone in the police did it.

Reconstruction was not a sin, but I felt my body shriveled.

“That's right. You've been through a lot. What's going on here? ”

“As you can see, he was drinking and sleeping on the pavement. In front of the convenience store. ”

She points her hand at one side outside the Extraction Mill window.

I saw a convenience store just across the street, just like she said. He left the Extraction Mill right in front of him, drank himself to death.

“I contacted my mother and she just came back with an answer that she couldn't come because she was busy. I pulled up a list of recent calls from his cell phone, and all I could find was Dr. Hagan. ”

“Oh, yes. ”

I wonder if I didn't get along well with my family.

I have never asked or heard of the situation at home.

Reconstruction looked at Yeon-woo, who was still unconscious. It looks like an abandoned puppy, so it's pathetic.

“Can I give you an ID? ”

“Yes, and I want you to fill this out. ”

Reconstruction completes its identification and seals, then drops the pen. Yeong-gyeong talks to him, just a matter of getting Yeong-woo back.

“I'm always cheering for you. ”

“Yes?”

In front of the rebuilding, she looked as if her fists were burning.

“I've been looking into it since you entered the Extraction Mill. A true policeman in the summer of 20 years old. It's engraved deep into the heart of this high-profile arena. I will strive to be a true cane of the people, like the detectives and policemen in the novels. ”

It was the look of a strong bride.

Reconstruction was deeply moved and smiled at the mouth.

“Too bad we didn't get your autograph. If I thought I'd see you like this, I'd bring a book. ”

It was a genuine regret.

Reconstruction smiled and said, thinking for a moment.

“Wait a moment. ”

“Yes?”

Reconstruction returns to the parked car and picks up a book in the trunk. It was a copy of the 'There was a sea’. It was a good thing I didn't bother to let it out.

“It's new. Would you like me to sign it for you? ”

“Oh, I haven't had an accident with work yet. ”

She smiled brightly for the first time.

Reconstruction unfolds its front wings, signs the first chapter of the book, and hands it to her. She holds the book in her heart and likes it.

“I will treasure it for the rest of my life. Thank you."

“Thank you very much. Thanks to you, my brother is safe and sound. ”

Reconstruction carried Yeong-woo onto the car with the help of Yeong-ju and other police officers.

Starting up, she looked at the rearview mirror, and she was still standing there. Thanks to her, I felt another thing as a writer. The fact that the same article can be accepted differently depending on the person reading it.

“Am I supposed to thank you? ”

Yeon-woo, who had fallen, could not answer.

Reconstruction grins and grabs the handle.

A sliding car blends into the road.

* * *

The morning sunlight dug through the window.

“Ugh...! ”

Yeongwoo narrowed her eyes as she wept.

My head was pounding with a fierce hangover.

Seeing that her tits were cold, she even vomited, but I don't remember.

"What, where are we? ’

Yeon, who raised her torso in bed, looked around in shock. It was the first room with a view. He stood up with a wine rug on the floor, a two-person couch and a round table followed by a wall hung TV.

Yuck.

As soon as I opened the door and stepped outside, a familiar living room opened.

On the sofa there was a reconstruction sitting, reading a book.

“Are you awake? ”

“Bro, what's going on? ”

“What's going on? The police escorted me to the extraction point when I fell asleep on the pavement floor, and I went back to the extraction point and brought you here. ”

“Ahh…! Oh, brother...! I'm so sorry."

Yeongwoo wrapped her brow with a crooked face.

The memories that were lost in the throbbing head were coming back to life one by one.

“This is what I do when I drink rice wine. Moreover, since I started drinking yesterday and then jumped to rice cakes, I... rebuilt my brother. I'm so sorry.I mean, the scenario would have messed you up. ”

Reconstruction puts the book down and stands up. Then he approached Yeon-woo, shrugged his shoulders and said Najjik.

“If it's hard for people, it can be. ”

“Brother……. ”

“Let's go eat. ”

Reconstruction turns and takes your wallet.

That was the end of the conversation about last night's work.

What Yeon-woo needs now is not a written voice, but a word of comfort. There were times when it was hard enough for me to want to die, too.

“How about some sugar? You have to translate.”

“I can boil a pot of ramen, brother. You don't have to do that because of me. ”

“It's not for you, it's for me. ”

The two of them went to a 24-hour restaurant near the station and had breakfast early.

Yeong-woo didn't have a taste, but he thought about reconstructing and teased the spoon hard.

When I saw his face shoving food in his mouth, I felt his nose wrinkled again for no reason.

‘You're gonna have to make it. ’

He was overwhelmed by the miserable failure of his debut.

Reconstruction was shocking and lasting for a long time.

I haven't written in a while.

I once worked at Incheon's ice cream factory and stuck sticks in my head empty-handed for months.

It was a means of living and a kind of escape.

At least as long as I was working, I could forget the pain of reality.

First failure.

It is decided whether or not to survive as a writer.

Some people who wish to become writers grew up hearing that they write well from their surroundings. The more people like these, the more they identify themselves with the work. Prepare like a villain and desperately consider completing the work.

A masterpiece that was completed after the effort of the memorandum.

The moment the first work in the world fails, the author collapses. It is not easy to rise again with enthusiasm and enthusiasm. It may take a few months, a few years or a lifetime, at least.

This was the issue of reconstruction.

It was the wind that wanted to shorten the time it would take for Yeongwoo to reanimate. I had to help him, who was also the best fan of wind cheon oil.

“Don't search your articles on the Internet for a while. ”

“ ……. ”

Yeon-woo lifted up her face instead of eating.

Reconstruction was a horse, shaking the soup while looking down.

“It's not just low sales that are making it hard for you. ”

“Yes, brother……. ”

Yeon-woo understood and nodded.

Another element that troubled him so much was malicious comments and criticism toward his work.

“It's not the same as when you play for free. Once you become a writer who starts selling for money, your grades get cruel. Grown-ups are good at saying that. Eating other people's money isn't easy. ”

“Yes, brother. I'll do that. I won't search, I'll just write. ”

“How far did you go with Atheist Management? ”

“We're almost done with the fifth volume. ”

I smiled faintly at the mouth of the reconstruction.

It means that I was working hard even when it was hard.

The basic posture was also fine.

“Are you going to finish with six volumes? I'll show you after I weave the plot. ”

“Okay, brother. Thank you."

Reconstruction still had something to say.

With the first and second volumes published by Atheist Management, they won't last very long.

I was reluctant to do part-time work for the living expenses of the hard-working lotus.

At the end of his thought, he said as if he were throwing a reconstruction.

“Driver, my manager. ”

“Manager…? ”

“Yes, not every day, but when you drive around for work. In the meantime, why don't I take my time in the back seat, and you can make some concierge money? ”

Reconstruction finished with an indifferent expression.

It was a thoughtful proposal to experience the world as a writer while naturally helping Yeon-woo make a living.

“I have no answer. You don't want to?”

“ ……. ”

Reconstruction was no longer possible.

It was because I saw the sorrow dripping from the eyes of Sugrin Creek.

Tears falling down the table were shining with the sunlight coming in through the window.

After a while, Yeon-woo opened her mouth.

“Thank you so much for taking care of a guy like me like this. Seriously, if I really fall down again..."

The words of Yeon Woo were cut off in the middle while swallowing her tears.

“If it collapses again, I'll leave the office on my own. This will never happen again. ”

“That's what you said in the car before. ”

“This time it's real. Like you said, I don't care about anything else. I'll just work hard. ”

“Okay, stop crying. Why do you have so many tears in your eyes? ”

“I've never cried in front of my brother. ”

Yeongwoo wiped her tears and smiled brightly.

And so he became the manager of the reconstructive writer.

The contract replaced two bowls of sugar bills.

* * *

“What? Mom? Really? My house is set to shoot?! ”

Somi couldn't believe it.

My mother's phone call from this morning was telling me that she was surprised to see her fall back.

The residence of the protagonist of the movie "There was a sea" was determined to be a private home run by her family.

- That's not all, honey. While we were filming, Bob was supposed to be at my house. They're gonna use it as a lodging for the steps. What kind of gift is this in the off-season? I've been sweeping and cleaning since your father's morning.

“I hope the movie is great and that our private room is more popular. ”

- Don't drink the kimchi soup, kid. But... if the movie really succeeds, there will be more guests at the guesthouse.

“What? You were drinking kimchi soup, too. ”

The movie 'There was a sea’ was approaching the end of the pre-production phase.

It is time to prepare all elements for the site. It is natural that the higher the overall power at this time, the better the quality of the film.

Dozens of staff were still preparing to travel all over the East Sea today. Director Tae-seong was also talking to the production director, looking at the sea.

“There's no problem with the power cars. I've organized staff accommodation and meals. There's not a lot of people around here, so it shouldn't be that hard to control. ”

“Well done.”

“And, Director, about the rainfall, shall we discuss it in advance? ”

Tae-sung shakes his head.

“You don't know Gangwon Province. ”

“Yes?”

“At this time of year, the East Sea weather will be turbulent and we will not betray it. ”

Glug glug!

I took out Tae-sung's ringing phone from his pocket.

It was a reconstruction call I made a while ago that I did not answer.

“Yes, Writer Ha. ”

- I'm sorry, I didn't get in the shower. Did you see up to 50 scenarios?

“I had to read it and then I contacted you. Excellent, we will proceed. ”

- Thank you for looking out for me.

“It feels good not to work twice. Oh, please let me know if you're willing to come to the scene. ”

- Okay, thank you.

When she hung up the phone, she turned her back as hard as she could.

I see a line across the street.

He said he wanted to keep the scene in plain sight and his face looked very dark, following the staff.

Tae-sung grabbed the shoulder of the production manager and asked.

“Is there something wrong with him? ”

“Mr. Tojun? I don't know, I was pretty lively earlier. ”

JooJoon didn't even know they were talking about him, but he stared right through his phone.

There were impure writings that could be referred to as "cardamom" or "thrashing."

It was about Naryeon who became Eun-hee, a friend of the sea heroine in the movie.

‘Phew……. ’

It's not unexpected.

I was embarrassed because it was too soon.

After a moment of thought, JooJoon grips his teeth and calls somewhere.

- Why did you call?

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