Big Life

21 - Create if none (9)

Soon, Taejin opened his mouth with a thin sigh.

“There was a man a long time ago. I was a novelist. ”

The old director loosened his tie.

It was because I had a hunch that Tae Jin's words would not end quickly.

“He was a writer. And he actually wrote it well. I wrote countless works, short and short. I swept through all the literature awards in the country, and I became a giant in receiving the praise of the paragraphs before and after I was forty years old. The modern novel is a realistic epic form, he is more dominant than any other writer in terms of theoretical or sanctions……. ”

Taejin suddenly blurred his words and smiled at the old dean.

“I'm sorry, I didn't know... ”

“No, sir. ”

“Anyway, he was a great writer. He was a professor at the same time, and many of his disciples studied under him. And...... the teacher cared about one of his disciples especially. ”

Taejin closed his eyes and organized his thoughts for a moment.

“... For your convenience, I'll call that disciple A. A was a young man who was born to be a writer. His life used to be all about writing. ”

As I listened to the story, I suddenly wondered.

What was the relationship between the disciple A and Taejin?

“A's never been too light on a little thing. It was routine to observe, ponder, experience, and string out the monophases that I learned through it. Even the teacher who was so illiterate admitted he couldn't show his business card in front of A. ”

“If that's what the teacher said, I don't think A was really hard at it. ”

Taejin tilts his torso back and shakes his head.

“I don't think it's worth the effort. A had already raided over 3,000 fragments before becoming a college student. ”

“Chapter 3,000……? ”

The old chief asked me again because it was ridiculous.

You finished 3,000 short novels by the time you turned twenty. You have to spend a full year one by one every day without resting. It was unbelievable.

“The master did his best to teach his disciple. Maybe A was happy to see the passionate past self." A "counted the hearts of the teachers who cared about her and did everything she could. I really admired you. A, who was a grandparent, thought of her as her biological father. Teacher's delicate maps and advice make A's writing more sophisticated every day. ”

Tae Jin asked for a sip of water to burn his neck.

The eyes of the old dean who was immersed in the story were on him closely.

“A's writing was amazing. While freely tearing down the walls of the genre that had been stiff as usual, I cherished every small topic I had learned by devoting my heart to it. If his teacher was a conservative best writer within a given framework, A would have gone one step further and built his own novel world. ”

“Then you have a better apprentice than your master? ”

“Yes, I think that was the beginning of the problem. Ever since A destroyed the shell.... ”

“ ……? ”

After another flash, the sound rang out.

In Taejin's face, the darkness of the rainy night lay as low as possible.

“Suddenly, the teacher came to realize. The disciple who taught with all his passion and his castle suddenly became higher than himself. It's not about teaching. It's about learning. How did the teacher feel? ”

The old chief who received a warning thought for a moment.

In the end, Taejin said to him, hesitating.

“As I said before, the teacher was always the best. But I was obsessed with the uneven, old ways of humoring generations and the edges that surrounded me. No, maybe he wanted to get away, but he couldn't find a way. ”

“It's hard for me to answer you because I don't know anything about writing. ”

“Listen, it's not important. What's really important...... is that the teacher's affection for his disciples has turned into jealousy since this time." A went to seek advice, but avoided all excuses, and in class, he never laid eyes on me. "”

“I'm sorry to hear that. ”

“A, who didn't know the circumstances, was deeply distraught. I was just blaming myself for how exhausted you were. ”

Taejin's eyes moved to the bottle on the table.

After some silence, he asked the old manager.

“Old Chief, I'm sorry, but could you go get me a drink? ”

“Yes, sir. ”

The old boss brought me a small glass of cold water.

Taejin pulls the glass to the side of the bottle and opens his mouth again.

“One spring after the cold winter, when I was a sophomore, A found a teacher holding the full length of the winter. The teacher wasn't there. After a while, A returned home with a letter on his teacher's desk with his manuscript. The teacher who later read A's manuscript couldn't help but be appalled. ”

“No way...... Was it a novel about slandering your teacher? ”

“No, the writing is so good. The never-ending disciple was frightened and struggled. ”

“Ah……. ”

“But the teacher hid his own mind completely. Furthermore, he abused the infinite trust of his disciples towards himself. This chapter was criticized harshly for being completely wrong from the start. ”

“That's too much……! ”

The former chairman raised his voice without my knowledge.

Taejin looks back at the wet car window with a bitter smile.

“A's a good writer, but so innocent. He was just a respected teacher, so I decided to focus on the next one. I diligently wrote a novel and showed it to my teacher, and each time it collapsed miserably. Until I graduated that day, I never got my teacher's approval. ”

“I think the human mind is really scary. So…… what happened after that? ”

“Years after A left correction, the teacher released a long-standing masterpiece to the world through a mock literature award. It was a huge turn-on. It was considered to be an outstanding masterpiece than all the works I've written so far combined. ”

Now, I had long anticipated the story that would continue to lead to the former chairman. Taejin added to him with an endless look on his face.

“Yes...... I'm sure you've guessed quite a bit. It was A's novel. All four years, A's novels were composed into one piece, only the good parts were composed, and that was the end of it. Some of it was okay to take the whole" A "piece. ”

“That's ridiculous……! A teacher plagiarizing his pupil's work! That's...... That's what A's disciple was just looking at? ”

The old director was furious and asked.

He was the one who inherited his tendency to clearly distinguish between right and wrong from his deceased father. I couldn't forgive the teacher in the story.

“A didn't come out of my room. According to the doorways I was worried about at the time, they were crazy. All day long, he stared at the air with his eyes unfocused, and said he didn't even blink once. ”

“Of course you were shocked. I get it. You must really hate a teacher, right? ”

“Is it true? ”

Taejin was told because of a strange fishing word. His chunky hands point toward the bottle on the table.

“A, who had been out for a while, went to see his teacher. The gift was a bottle of ginseng. It was his master's favorite drink. ”

“ ……? ”

His gaze shifted from Taejin's face to the bottle on the table. This flask in front of me also had some roots of ginseng in it.

“A didn't say anything against a nervous teacher. I just said I'm sorry that I won't be seeing you for a long time because I'm going to find more learning. He left a bottle of wine with the horse and said goodbye to his teacher. ”

Taejin uncovers the bottle.

In decades, the bottom of a bottle of wine that had been opened was exuding a profound scent of time.

“Teacher never laid a hand on the drink A gave him in his entire life. I couldn't understand. Instead of blaming the teacher for stealing his writing, he gave her his favorite ginseng liquor as a gift. ”

“Chairman, are you…? ”

“The other disciple watched his master die. The teacher confessed to his disciple in a daze before he died. I didn't have the courage to drink it. I wasn't confident about the outcome either way. After the teacher died, the disciple decided to play the role. ”

The former chairman was half mesmerized.

I didn't even realize that Taejin was pouring a bottle of wine.

Soon, he realized that the chairman he served with was also one of the teachers' disciples.

“Council, sir? You can't eat that! ”

The old boss was frightened and stood up.

Taejin was already sipping a glass of wine. There was nothing more compelling than knowing who A was than anyone else.

“Don't worry. ”

I put the glass down and Taejin looks at me.

“Nothing's going to happen. ”

“Hah, but Chairman...! Maybe that liquor...! ”

A thin smile spread over Taejin's mouth.

It was a relaxing and loving smile. I was reminded of my old friend who was so big and glorious that he couldn't hold her with his head.

“I can't remember his face today. It's like looking through that wet window.... ”

Taejin mutters small enough to only hear himself. After a while, I picked up the bottle and recommended it to the old manager.

“I like your liquor. Would you like a drink? Everything I've said so far is a joke. ”

“Chairman……. ”

I was politely drunk when I saw the director of the anti-Semitic group.

Taejin, who put down the bottle, was tasting the bitter aftertaste that remained in his mouth, leaning on the couch with his back.

* * *

“Yes, Mr. Hye-sang. Hello."

Reconstruction took the cue to hit the pool ball and answered the phone. I was surprised to see Jinjin standing over the table.

“Nothing happened. Yeah, it's pretty hot in August. Oh, you saw the article. Thank you for your congratulations. It's Chinese, so I can't really feel it yet. We'll know more after a while, like sales volume. ”

Park Hye-Sang from Announcer? ’Ignore me.'

Reconstruction nods, and he looks like he's about to go backwards.

“Yes, I'm going to do a radio broadcast around that time. just in time for the mustard bath to open. I'll see you then and have dinner. Okay, I'll see you later. ”

As soon as the reconstruction hung up the phone, Jinjin grabbed hold of his arm and asked.

“Hey, what's up? Are you really EBC Announcer Park Hye-Sang? You're having dinner with Park Hye-Sang? ”

“In the meantime, I owe you so much that I want to serve you. ”

Jinjin groaned, holding my head in both hands.

“Wow... I can see it in one shot! Novels, games, movies, going to China, hanging out, huh? A phone call from Park Hye-sung is even more real than it rises like a cane. When did our rebuilding really happen? ”

“Don't make a fuss. My turn, right?”

“Hey, is there a problem with the pool? Oh, I'm so jealous, Haejeon. I don't want to have dinner with Park Hye-Sang. ”

“You go to Hyo-jin. ”

Oh, shit!

The pool ball stretches out with a cheerful sound. When I saw the ball return without touching the target for one last time, the reconstruction finally tasted good.

“Did I slip because I painted too much? ”

“Those who don't have the skills are blaming the equipment. Like you.”

Jinjin kicked the ball with his tongue.

He makes a clean three-cushion. He clenches his fist.

“Did I win? Shoot the dinner fish. ”

“What are you doing on a rainy day? Hyo-jin also called me. Let's eat in threes.”

“Heh heh, should I? ”

Jinjin called immediately. Hyojin simply accepted that he was going to prepare and leave immediately.

“When are you going to confess to Hyo-jin? I told you I confessed right after I got promoted to chief. ”

“Yeah, I thought we'd be together sooner than you and Su Hee. It's hard to keep track of the timing. ”

Jinjin was one of the few people who knew about reconstruction and Su Hee.

When I first heard about it through my mouth of reconstruction, I was not surprised. It was like I knew that one day the two of you would be together.

“I'm thirty next year, Hae-won. If I'd waited one more year, I'd be a wizard. ”

“What nonsense, again. ”

“Come to think of it, Park Hye-sang or whoever cares about you doesn't have a problem. Su-hee is the dominant goddess. ”

“Isn't that right? ”

“Go right ahead and see what you like. Anyway, be careful not to blow up any rumors. You might feel offended that Su Hee is going to be seen on the news in Taiwan, even if you get caught. ”

“Okay, got it. I'll be careful.”

Glug glug!

The phone I left on the table trembled.

I didn't know the number.

Reconstruction hesitated because I thought it might be a request for media coverage, but I finally got a phone call.

“Hello?"

- Hello…….

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