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< 19 - I am an Earthling (5) >
19 - I am an Earthling (5)
“It's a cold day. It's windy.”
“Meow.”
Lika's cry, mixed with the blade wind, returns to the answer. The reconstruction with the weed scissors in his hand was circling the graveyard of Seogunu and cleaning up the mess.
“This cold day reminds me of a glass of soju in a hot soup. Are you the same?”
Later, the reconstruction was done by straightening his waist and gently touching his hands.
I smiled satisfactorily with a clean grave in front of my eyes.
“Phew, I'll raise my glass believing I'm right. ”
The reconstruction took out two paper cups and followed the soju.
I raised the glass to Seo Gun Woo, then turned to the side and drank.
“Khh! Ahh!”
It's empty and cold, so the heat rises in a single sip.
“I first met you when I was 27 years old, and I'm already 29 years old. Time flies. ”
Lika approaches and sits on the knee of reconstruction.
Lika's eyes of reconstruction were wet with emotion.
“You've been tired lately. You didn't answer any of my questions when I was writing. So I worry a lot. People around me tell me I'm good at writing, but I'm not sure. Are you sure my writing is all right, sir? ”
A question I didn't expect an answer was broken in the winter wind.
The reconstruction sits for a while and then stands up, folding its collar open.
“I'm so sorry you feel like you've just left me with a bunch of puzzles. Thanks to you, I'm here today. I know you're always watching. Thank you so much.I 'll be back again, sir. ”
Reconstruction turns around, holding Lika in its arms.
Along the way down, Yeon-woo was waiting in front of the car.
“Are you done?”
“Huh."
“What kind of person are you? ”
“You wouldn't even know it. Let's go."
I was on a tight schedule today.
First of all, there are three interviews from the New London office, including Director Tae, Actor Joo, and Rebuilding the Original Writer.
Then you have to go to Connection and have a scenario meeting.
“What am I supposed to do with a 70-million-dollar anniversary interview? ”
Yeon-woo in the driver's seat pulled out the horse while driving the car.
“I think we'll do eight million next weekend. If I'd just postponed it for a week and done it in 8 million years, it would have been more glowing. ”
“The excitement is real. ”
I laughed at the mouth of the rebuilding as if it were a tree.
It's a lot better to anticipate.
I thought I was going to make it past the breakeven point, but I already have seven million.
“What will be the next film? ”
“We're not talking about the next movie. I can't think right now because I have to focus on Oscar's dungeon. ”
“Don't you have to be new? There are stupid women, there are storms. Your old work could be on the film proposition. There was a sea, and it's going like this. ”
“Haha, I guess so. ”
The car stopped in front of the enemy signal.
I looked back at the reconstruction with a serious look on Yeon Woo's face.
“And I told you before, right? When Joon came to visit the writer's office. I like Moon Choon Oil novels better. Oscar's dungeons are not supposed to be filmed. ”
“You were drunk. ”
“You're not drunk? I drank, but I wasn't drunk. I meant everything I said back then. ”
“Yes, I do. This writer.”
“Oh, it's unfair. Ahh...! ”
Yeongwoo twisted her body, frowning arrogantly.
Reconstruction turns its head toward the window and bears a bursting smile close to it.
The road was quiet and the car arrived quickly at the destination.
After opening the door, the reconstruction gestured to Yeon-woo.
“It's cold, so let's go in with you. ”
“I'm fine, brother. You can stay in the car. ”
“That's not the kind of place this is. You can stay with me at the interview, so bring Rica. ”
“Haha, if you'll excuse me. ”
When I walked into the office, everyone was here 15 minutes before my appointment. JooJoon and Tae-sung, who were exchanging questions with reporters, got up and rebuilt.
“Hello, Writer. ”
“Hello, you're here early. ”
With the advent of reconstruction, the interview began immediately.
Since they were three good people, the atmosphere was warm.
Natural and pleasant questions continued to be consistent.
Even Yeon-woo, who was standing outside the angles of the cameraman, had not lost her smile.
“…… This time, I will ask you again. You have expressed your trust in Director Yoon Tae-sung through various media outlets. Do you still feel that way? Is that a bit of a bad question? ”
Before answering, the reconstruction shakes its head with a bloody smile.
“That's okay. Of course I still have that in mind. One day, when my other work becomes cinematic, I'd like to ask the director if it's okay with you. ”
The reporter smiled and gave Tae-sung a glance.
He scratched his blunt face with his thin fingers and opened his mouth.
“I am confident that I am always welcome in your scenario. She's breathing just fine. You come to the East Sea and you talk to me every day, except for what you put in and what you put out, and you've had a lot of work. ”
This time, the journalist asked questions about the two people who had been rebuilding and Tae Tae Joon.
“Director Woo Jae-hoon's speech is being reimagined during his previous interview. To put it this way, Woo Jae-hoon was fortunate enough to pass the breakeven point at the time when there was a sea, because he had never really written a scenario, the scenario he wrote for his university assignment, the actual movie scenario, and so on. Did you know?”
Taesong and reconstruction nodded and the journalist continued.
“And if we don't communicate, the scene gets messy, and Yoon Tae-seong and the reconstructor work through all the scenes, but they don't think it's going to work," he said. Now, what if there was something you wanted to say at this point, beyond seven million hits? ”
We looked at each other and exchanged gazes because of the distance between Tai and reconstruction.
Soon, Tae-sung, who rarely showed emotions throughout the interview, unravelled, and burst into laughter.
Reconstruction grabbed Tae-sung's arm and lowered his gaze with a bitter smile.
“I think you can just answer for me with this. ”
It was Tae-sung's words that returned with an expressionless expression like when he smiled.
The journalist closed my mouth, smiling, and nodded.
He was shaking the lens of the cameraman who blew up his fake laugh.
After a while, the interview ended.
The journalist said goodbye to the 10 million audience and retreated.
The camera disappears and the remaining three sit back comfortably. Yeonwoo also accompanied Lika.
“How are you these days? ”
“I'm going to make a short film. One of the completed scenarios from college, but after living in a frenzy, I can finally take a picture. ”
“I'm excited. I love your short film. ”
“You can really look forward to it this time. I found the perfect mask for the piece. ”
Glug glug!
That's when Joon's phone rang.
When he sees the opponent's name, he flips his phone over to avoid answering it. Just in time, Tae-sung stood up to go to the bathroom.
“Why aren't you answering? ”
After Tae Seong left, the rebuilding continued.
Inside, I was guessing it was Charyn. JooJoon, who was sitting silently, picked up his phone in an annoying tone.
“Hello."
- Hello, brother. I sent you several messages, but you never answered...
“I told you not to call for personal reasons, right? ”
- I'm sorry, but I have some things to say to you and no one else in the entertainment community wants to ask you this...
“I understand. Just tell me what you need. ”
His voice was cold as ice.
A faint woman's voice was slowly continuing on the other side of the radio.
- Actually, I'm too tired. I think everyone's cursing at me. What am I supposed to do? I'm scared to go to the convenience store.
“Oh, really. ”
She opened her eyes to the air in front of her eyes. The overwhelmed compatriots shrugged their shoulders without sin.
“Did you think the whole world would like you? Wherever you go, you think you listen to the good word? Did I make myself clear? Come when you're ready. What did you say then? I told you I have it, right? You said you could handle being an actor? You didn't?”
- Do it, do it…….
“And now you're whining at me? Now you realize it's not worth the world? I'm a middle school student!”
- Ugh...!
The target's gaze echoes through the target's ears.
She closed her eyes tightly and breathed out, lifting her chest. Then I hung up.
“Joon, are you okay? What's going on?”
“It's nothing, I'm sorry. I'll tell you when I get a chance. ”
The reconstruction is silent. Only the sound of a nervous moan swallowing the saliva echoes through the quiet office.
Right then.
“What, sophistication?! Did you just call me sophisticated? ”
Outside the office, the castle rang.
Suddenly, JooJoon, who knew whose voice he was, stood up urgently. Reconstruction followed a strange voice to the hallway.
‘Woo Jae-hoon...? ’
Taesong and Jaehoon were facing each other in the middle of the hall. In front of a small body, Jae-hoon was shouting, shaking his thick forearms.
“Say that again! Sophistication?!"
“Yes, I told you to be educated. When did you say you saw it? ”
He replied with a tight-knit tone.
“Don't do this. Talk into a movie. First of all, you're the director, right? ”
“What, that, that, that, that?! ”
Jae-hoon's face was flattered.
I was ready to punch Tae-sung right now. I leaned back, panicked, and turned toward them as if the condensation had bounced off.
“What are you doing to Director Yoon Tae-sung? ”
Yeon-woo confronted Jae-hoon with her behind her back.
Jae-hoon glanced up and down through Yeon-woo and began to talk.
“What is this?! Get out of the way! ”
“I'm sorry, but I think Director Woo Jae-hoon should step aside. ”
“You bastard?! ”
Jae-hoon reaches out to grip his collar. His hand was seized by Yeon Woo before he could even touch it. Even one hand flying in succession is tied to the grasp of Yeongwoo.
“No, what kind of bird is this?! Don't let go of me! ”
“There's a reason you're more famous for sparring than for movies. ”
“This bastard?! ”
A confident ash throws itself all over you.
The user picks the wrong target.
With his body size and strength, he never lost a soul mate.
“Excuse me! ”
Yeon-woo twists the wrist of Jae-hoon behind his back. At the same time, the other hand grabbed Jae-hoon's back neck and pushed him against the wall.
“Ouch, ouch, ouch! My arm! ”
Jae-hoon slams his cheek against the wall and vomits out a scream.
“You, you, I will sue! Aaaaah!"
“I believe CCTV is fair. Relax, it hurts more when you move. ”
A crowd of noisy people emerges.
Only then did Yeon-woo let go of the arm she had held.
Jae-hoon grunts and flees to one side of the office, under the support of his group.
“Are you all right, Director? ”
“I'm fine. ”
JooJoon picked on Yeongwoo.
“Why did you go out in such danger? Leave it to me."
“I'm sorry, my body reacted first. And it was Director Woo Jae-hoon, and I thought something even more embarrassing would happen if Joon stepped up.... ”
It was Yeon-woo speaking with a shrug on the back of her head.
Joo-joon was dumbfounded.
He took care of himself and Jae-hoon for a long time. Unlike the outer surface, I felt like I saw a new side of Yeongwoo that was surprisingly deep.
“Harebuild really did a good job with the manager. Huh? Well done. It's perfect for bodyguards.”
Following the praise of Lord Joo, Tae-sung succeeded.
“Did you say Lee Yeon-woo? You're not the writer. You're my manager. I'll double your salary. ”
“Ah-ha, thank you for saying this, but I have a lifetime contract with the manager of Sungcheon Oil. ”
Yeon-woo burst out a big smile like a boy.
Reconstruction gave him a silent smile and a pat on his back. It was quite a noisy schedule, but the aftertaste was clean.
* * *
“Oh, not today. ”
“What do you mean, there's no meeting? Give me your phone. ”
Myung-hoon searched Hye-mi's bag and pulled out her phone.
Hye Mi, who was lying in bed in her underwear, got angry and jumped.
“Uh, nothing. Really.”
“Can't you let go of this? ”
Myung Hun brutally sprayed Hye Mi's hand.
Then he takes her cell phone and walks into the small room and hangs on the door. Outside the room, Hye Mi knocked on the door, but ignored and reproduced the recording voice.
‘Ha, what the hell. You're all praising Hae Rebuild, and you're worried I'm gonna get a fever from hearing it? ’
Myung-hoon was smiling and listening to voices through his earphones.
It was the ‘Dungeon of Oscar’ planning meeting.
Without reconstruction, the meeting was being held solely by Kyokho, Suhui and members of the planning team.
‘There's nothing else. Idiots. It's like sucking on an original novel. ’
Unlike the look on his face, his insides were bloated even before dinner.
I didn't want to hear any more, so I raised my hand to take my earphones off.
Just in time.
- Oh, you're a writer. You don't use half this stuff?
“ ……! ”
A harsh word of protection rings the eardrum.
Myeonghun opened his eyes as much as he could.
Is this the only evaluation of the regulations on the 'couriers’ scenario with full power?
Half as good as rebuilding.
Even after I took off my earphones, a word of protection kept circling my ears.
Myung-hoon looks up at the ceiling and trembles. A stream of blood gushes from my body. There was an intense assassination without a specific target.
“Myung-hoon! Myung-hoon!”
Hye Mi's voice from outside the room made her even more angry. That loving voice is full of compassion. How dare you sympathize with this myung-hoon?
“Shut up!”
Myung-hoon opens the door and shouts.
A frightened Hye-mi smashes her butt back.
It was a lesson to wear clothes without giving you glances.
“Uh, where are you going? ”
“Don't interfere. ”
Myung Hun left Hye Mi in his office and went out.
Now it's clear which way you have to go.
He stepped on Axel without setting a navigation.
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