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Yeon-woo frowned and said hello.
Myung Hun encouraged him to sit down with a dust-free smile.
“You must be busy writing. Thank you so much for your time. ”
“No, no. I'm honored that you recognize a writer in such a glorious place who has nothing like me, and just looking for him like this. Hahaha.”
He couldn't control the emotion of smiling with his hands raised.
Myeonghun withdrew Yeongwoo to follow and ordered two cups of coffee himself, then returned.
“By the way, Writer Lee Yeon-woo, you haven't eaten yet? Let's take a short story and move on. ”
“It's okay, I always eat well. I'm on a diet these days. I used to be good at sports, but I've been sitting and writing, and I've been getting a lot of belly fat. ”
A line flows out to unnecessary words.
Yeon, who speaks, was aware of that.
My heart was full of excitement like the day before the trip with my friends when I was a student.
Maybe the opponent is a member of the best publishing group in the country.
After a while.
Myung Hun came back with coffee and sat down. He pulled his cup of coffee in front of his chest.
“Speaking of which, Editor, ”
“Yes, sir. Tell me.”
“I used to be nervous, but now I think about it. ”
I opened my eyes as if Myeonghun meant something.
Yeon-woo nodded, fingers tapping the edge of the table.
“There was a sea of reconstruction when it was published in the U.S. ”
“Ah, yes. ”
“At that time, I remember reading a brief piece of news. You're the editor, right?”
“That's right.”
Myeonghun admitted it immediately, smiling boldly.
I'm here, ready to open it all up.
Soon the reconstruction and Su-hee will be married. No matter what you try to do, there is no time to do it. There is only one road, and there is no way back, so we have to go forward smashing everything straight ahead.
"How much does this guy know about me and this guy? ’
Another self hidden in the mask rolls its head tightly.
When you see the so-called "rebuilding brother," you won't be face-to-face.
The most hated person in the world is rebuilding. But he also knew his habits quite well.
All you have to say is what you need to say.
There is no blasphemy against unrelated people.
I always save my words and think a lot before I reveal my thoughts.
Myung Hun's predisposition to reconstruction was like this. Funnily enough, he was helping to reassure him in his current situation.
"Bastard." ’
Myung Hun suddenly became nauseous as he remembered the face of a sunny smile reconstruction.
All of the reconstruction traits that others considered good were uniquely reflected in his eyes. Isn't that the gentle treatment of the incapable of self-preservation within the framework of society?
Myeong-hoon is falling into a trance without even knowing it.
“Hey, Editor. ”
“· · · · · · Oh, yeah? ”
Myung-hoon, who woke up late, raised his head.
Maybe he was distorting his face while he was unconscious thinking about reconstruction. Is that why Yeon-woo saw it so strangely?
However, Yeon-woo's words were not what Myeonghun expected.
“You look amazing. ”
“Cool · · · · · · · · · ·? ”
What is this madness?
I nodded forcefully in front of Myung-hoon who was shivering.
“There were oceans. Local reactions in the United States were good. Reconstruction is a fun novel, but marketing is a big deal. Isn't that the editor of Myung-hoon Oh? You seem very capable. ”
“Oh · · · · · · · Hmm, yeah · · · · · · No, I'm not. ”
“I'm a big fan of reconstruction. to be precise, I'm a fan of ricin oil. So if you see any news or articles about your brother, print them out and make a scrapbook. ”
“I see.”
Yeongwoo scratched her cheek with her eyes raised.
“By the way, the Boston promotion was stopped because of what happened at the time, right? ”
“How do you do that? ”
“Oh, it's not in the news or anything. Readers must have been waiting for you in Boston. I remember seeing some posts about people who were disappointed when they were browsing the Internet. No, I just meant no offense. Hahaha.”
Myeonghun stared down at me with his face darkened.
It reminded me of when I went to Taiwan to meet Su-hee.
At that time, I saw the reconstruction and Su Hee's secret meeting, and I was half out of my mind. It was also part of the grievance of canceling the promotion with only two days left in the schedule.
“Is there something I'm in trouble with? ”
“Not at all. ”
Myeong-hoon raised his head at once with a personal face.
“It reminds me of the time when I lost contact with the local bookstores. Even though the promotion was only two days away, you could still do better, which is a shame. ”
“As expected · · · · · · · · · ·. I think our rebuilding brother is very blessed. A good man like the editor-in-chief helped me with my work. ”
Yeongwoo smiled like a boy and asked the straw to her mouth.
Myeong-hoon smiled bitterly while giving a meaningful nod.
"Look at this? This is gonna go better than I thought. ’
If the reconstruction spoke ill of itself, I'm also here with enough in mind. So there was a point to think about, but I thought I could skip that step.
‘I'm confident no matter what he says. Fools fall easily in front of money and compliments. Moreover, Lee Yeon-woo is still the one whose refurbishment doesn't carry the most food bowls around. ’
We need eyes and ears to find the defect of reconstruction.
Blogs have also become a lot of references for choosing the goal of a lotus. In the meantime, there have been numerous excursions in Yeongwoo's blog about reconstruction.
Right then.
Glug glug!
“Ah, Writer. I'm sorry, I just have to make one phone call and I'll be right back. ”
“Never mind. ”
Myung Hun left the cafe with his cell phone.
He wasn't the only one approaching Yeon Woo these days.
“Oh, a delicacy. Sorry I'm late. ”
- Hi, Myung-hoon. It's been a long time. Now I see the message.
The voice of the returning appetite had no strength.
A delicacy that motivated and once cared about reconstruction.
When it didn't work out, she wrote a malicious comment condemning the rebuilding and even was sued.
I have remained silent ever since the reconstruction brought a complaint.
Myeonghun was the first to contact her as a motive.
“How are you these days? No news of him. ”
- Just living well at work.
“Let's meet for dinner sometime soon. It's been a long time since I've seen your face and I miss you. ”
- Mm-hmm.
It was a tasty food that clouded the end of the horse because of the sin committed.
Myung Hun did not rush, but waited quietly.
The idea of destroying the reconstruction as a writer was utterly abandoned. I can't do it if I want to. Its natural purpose has shifted towards making Su Hee independent from reconstruction.
- What's wrong with me all of a sudden?
“No, all of a sudden? We're motivators. We've always met. ”
- But you know the rumors about me?
“Rumor? What rumor? ”
- Really, you don't know?
“I don't know what you're talking about. We're talking in Korean, right? ”
Myung Hun continued to act softly.
A moment later, the exquisite sighed and accepted the job.
- Thanks for calling. When?
“It's always me. You take a look at the schedule and give me a message. ”
After finishing the call, Myeonghun returned to the cafe.
Yeong-woo, who was on the internet on her phone, raised her head, and Myung-hoon immediately got to the point.
“I apologize for the delay. Now let me tell you why I wanted to see you today. ”
“Yes, yes. ”
“In our fantasy, I want to make a contract with Writer Lee Yeon-woo. ”
“A contract?”
The eyes, nostrils, and mouth of Yeongwoo expanded at the same time.
Myeonghun did not wait for his surprise to settle down.
“I have read all the works that Lee Yeon-woo has published. and a lot of posts on your blog. Your writings are crude, yet genuine and heartfelt. ”
“W-well, my article? ”
Yeon-woo stuttered as if she didn't believe it was an unexpected word.
I can't believe you're getting compliments from the editor-in-chief of a major publishing group brand.
I can't believe it.
“I saw the possibilities ahead of Lee Yeon-woo's present appearance. Valuable Rough requires someone to process it properly. I'm confident I can do that. ”
“Mmmm · · · · · · · ·! ”
Yeon-woo swallowed her saliva, not easily answering.
Publishers who have been through so far have to queek to be like seamedia or rapbooks.
Thanks to the reconstruction, the Lapbooks have grown considerably, but they are a subsidiary of a very large publishing group.
“No, thank you very much. Please take good care of a writer like me, so I am · · · · · · · · · · · ·. ”
Yeon-woo could not connect the words properly. Reason was paralyzed and emotional, so I felt like I was stuck in the air.
“But I've also heard the stories of nearby writers about the contract, and I don't think that's the only advantage. ”
“I'm sure the contract is yours, too, right? ”
Myeonghun, who read the inside of Yeon Woo, quickly caught the end of the horse.
“We'll do everything we can to support your writing. everything that's really possible. ”
“ · · · · · ·! ”
I lowered my gaze with the breath of Yeon-woo.
Myeonghun, who was sitting across from me, took a relaxing sip of coffee. I couldn't help but think that a human animal was really simple, and I almost burst into laughter.
* * *
“Is Yeon-woo not eating dinner? ”
“I heard you ate and came in. He wants to sleep first because he has a lot of energy. ”
“I haven't seen him take a cold medicine once. What's wrong with a strong man like that? And Hae-won, the writer said he'd be here. Why isn't he here yet? ”
“Rebuild said he met with the Deputy Minister of Culture today. Said you had something to say about The Bress. ”
The sound of the microscope and Minho's conversation flowed through the door.
Yeongwoo was lying on the bed, covered in a blanket.
It was a lie that it hurt.
I needed some time to sort out my thoughts by myself.
- I saw the possibility of Writer Lee Yeon-woo.
Myung Hun's words were still hanging in the ears of Yeon-woo.
I have never received so much praise from anyone before.
The best I can do is say, "If you write harder, you can do better. 'I was encouraged.
"I'm precious stone." No, it can't be. ’
Yeon-woo forcefully shook her head to the left and to the right, denying her thoughts.
If he really had an advantage in his writing, he would have been recognized by the writers around him, not to mention reconstructed.
But only a few seconds later.
On the other side of the cerebral cortex, another thought surged.
‘No, you're a writer, no matter how great you are at reconstruction. Editors have different positions. I heard the talents of writers and editors were different in the first place! President Kwon Tae-won didn't recognize my talents. He probably recognized my talents. ’
Yeon-woo was not used to taking compliments.
He didn't have any special talents, even though he thought he did. I had not received many compliments from others, of course.
Time went on forever.
* * *
“Thank you very much, sir. ”
Myeonghun, who was about to change his clothes and rest, did not hide his smile in front of the unexpected harvest.
I also did not feel wrong.
My whole body was trembling with excitement that was pushed from my toes.
“I thought you two might have something. But I never imagined this. ”
Looking at the picture in my hand, I was troubled as if I didn't believe in Myung Hun.
“I can't believe we're having a one-plus one. The unexpected dummy is several times better than the product I bought it for. Isn't that right, Chief? This ends with one. Anyway, it's been a lot of work. ”
“By the way, Little Master, why are you like this? ”
The chief cautiously opened his mouth with a face that could not conceal his anxiety.
He participated almost all in the secret walk of Myung Hun. As long as it was not foolish to reconstruct the target, of course he was aware.
“You should go home and get some rest. No, take a three-day vacation. You're a good mouthpiece.”
“Little master, I'm honestly worried. ”
The chief, who is famous for his silence, did not back down, he added.
Myeong-hoon's expression became incredibly cold as he smiled.
“Why are you talking like this today? ”
“I'm saying this at my own risk. I've been by your side since you were in middle school. My only hope is that you will be happy. ”
“I'm trying to be happy. ”
“Young Master · · · · · · · · ·. Stop now."
The captain bowed at a 90-degree angle as he pleaded.
In front of Myung-hoon, who was dumbfounded, he grumbled.
“Forget it, even if you're upset. The young master is an outstanding talent. There are many ways out of this world. ”
“Hahaha · · · · · · · · ·. ”
Myung-hoon suddenly burst into laughter.
His gaze was looking down at the city outside an open window.
“The dean doesn't know anything. ”
“Young Master · · · · · · · · · ·? ”
“It's human malice. You think that's the kind of emotion you can just forget? ”
I couldn't face Myung-hoon growling any more. One more word and the whole room will be destroyed. The symptoms of dysregulation of Myeonghun diagnosed in the hospital have not been cured.
“Before you go on vacation, contact Hong Ye Seul. ”
“Young Master · · · · · · · · ·. ”
“I'm done talking. Let's go. ”
After finishing speaking, Myoung-hoon opened his visit. He went over the threshold with his body weighed like a wet cotton wool.
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