Big Life

35 - Is this a domestic dispute (5)

Reconstruction shows the plaintiff in front of the tomb who won't answer.

A big life.

A title engraved on the cover.

Reconstruction is handwritten. The precious manuscript I received from Seongdo was placed deep in the library, and this was a manuscript.

“I can't get through to your son who gave me this. Seong-seong wanted to talk to you. ”

Reconstruction mutters while looking down on the manuscript.

The contents of the letter that Seongdo left with "a big life" still came to mind.

This is the only piece without anger, just like my father's other items. I hope you can take care of this too. Seongdo asked for it in a humble tone and disappeared.

“No matter how much I waited, my son hasn't contacted me, and I've been thinking a lot about what I should do with this manuscript. It was very confusing for me to just bury such a great article like this. ”

Reconstruction opened the manuscript placed on the grass.

“One of my esteemed professors said that there was a tremor. I could not find a single line of unnecessary sentences, not to mention the technical completeness, but it was the first time that the professor praised someone's work in such an astonishing harmony throughout the novel. ”

The words of reconstruction were not exaggerated.

If the hymn of Ogre Hye Seon was shocking, would Orlot still remember it without being wrong about one grain of soy sauce?

Reconstruction looks at the grave and smiles bitterly.

Suddenly, my nose suddenly frowned. I feel sorry for the life of Seo Gun Woo, who has such great talent and has never set foot in the world in his life.

“The professor said to me, Why don't you finish this 70,000-character unfinished manuscript with your hands? Perhaps there was a burden in the corner of my mind from then on. ”

The reconstruction lets out a long sigh.

After sitting for a long time, he gets up and puts the manuscript back in his bag.

“Forgive this wretched apprentice for thinking of filling your margins with an unworthy force, on a subject that you can't count by a tenth of what you wrote with. Regardless of whether you publish it or not, I'm going to put a dot on it. I dare say it's a path for you. ”

When it was finished, he added to himself that he would come back to visit again, and rebuilt.

I wonder how many steps.

The phone rang and a call came from Yeon Woo.

“Oh, Yeon-woo. ”

- Have you had lunch, brother?

“I ate with the vice minister. What about you?"

- I ate with Min-ho and Eun-young. Can you read the essay from the writer's office?

“Yes, email it to me. That was quick.”

There was nothing new in the first place. because it's organized and organized. All that's left is a title, and I don't know how to make it up. Is there a good title?

“Well, I've been thinking, how about making a beautiful world for office writers? ”

- Erik, I forgot. I'm the sinner I asked you about.

“Hey, aren't you being too human? What's wrong with my title? Isn't it romantic and nice?”

- I'm sorry about the subject, but forget it. Are you coming back to the office today? Eun-young's sister says she'll take care of you.

“I can't go today. I have something I need to do quietly by myself. ”

He grabbed hold of the bag containing the ‘Big Life’ and replied.

I made up my mind.

Instead of waiting for Seongdo to contact us, you can write and wait. It was much lighter than when I came home. I thought I was good at telling you.

* * *

- Thank you for your hard work, Writer Lee Yeon-woo. Now that the cover is set up, we will do our best to get it out as soon as possible.

“Yes, Editor. Then please do your best to contact us. ”

After hanging up the phone, Yeon-woo forcefully opened her base.

The writers around him, including Minho and the landscape, gave a round of applause.

“Wow, that was quick. He never sleeps. He just retires. ”

“I see. I can't see my fingers these days when I'm writing a lotus essay. ”

Yeongwoo scratched her back head and smiled shyly.

I finished the essay manuscript completely as of today. Now all that's left is to be published and go out into the world.

“I hope this works. ”

Bong pulls out his horse, circling around to the chair.

“I bet it sells a lot because it's full of stories about reconstructed brother, right? ”

“Well, it might be a little difficult to build that kind of neatness. ”

The microscope was slightly skeptical. Minho, who was sitting next to me, was pouting as if he had little sympathy.

“You don't know? Even if it's about the reconstructed brother? ”

“Most readers are interested in novels. I don't write autobiographies, I don't write essays, I don't thrill in the country, I don't earn well. ”

“Hmm, is that so · · · · · · ·. ”

“Well, the rebuilding was definitely a huge success in Korea. I'm sure you'll help me with the sales. ”

The microscope tapped the shoulder of Yeongwoo and asked.

“How much do you want it to sell? About 100,000 copies? ”

“What are you talking about, brother? If you pour 100,000 Essays into the Korean market right now, it's a huge Orb. I'm not that greedy. ”

“Don't lie to me. If it sells too much, you'll like it. ”

“If it sells a lot, I'm sure you'll be happy. My mother in the water garden will be able to bring me close to the workshop. ”

Yeong-woo speaking with her head down was smiling bitterly.

Minho stood up in a slightly older atmosphere. He cheered and shrugged the shoulders of Yeon-woo as if he were a lofty firstborn.

“There will be good results. I've used up everything. Forget it. ”

“Thank you, brother. I'm so happy just to have my book rebuilt thanks to you. I'm serious.”

Right then.

Eun-young excelled as the bathroom door opened wide. She doesn't catch the towel wrapped around her wet hair and asks urgently.

“Minho, isn't this the beginning? ”

“What are you talking about? ”

“Live! I heard it's today. ”

“Oh, right! I forgot to tell you about Yeon Woo Essay. ”

Minho sat down in front of the computer in his place.

All the writers, including Eun-young, gathered behind his back.

Immediately, I remembered a full video of the monitor. It was a ‘Contemporary Journey’ production report that had just begun.

* * *

The heat at the production report was hotter than any other work.

The attention of the reporter was focused on only two of the people sitting in a row on a single phase.

One was the main actor of the 'Modern Journal' and the other the original author.

“I want to ask Park Do-joon. You have stopped interviewing all media throughout your film. because I wanted to focus on the role. What do you think the result will be? ”

“I did my best to avoid any regrets. ”

“The Chinese used in the play is quite high. Did you have any difficulties playing? ”

“I practiced as thoroughly as the Chinese lines in the script. Chinese manufacturers have also acknowledged that they are not at all intimidated by pronunciation or accent. ”

There was no roughness in Jooju's answer.

He never laughed at the production report. As the protagonist of 'Contemporary Journey’, I still feel uneasy in my arms.

Meanwhile.

“I have another question for the reconstructor this time. ”

Reconstruction was also being asked over and over again with almost equal levels of questions.

The time of the ‘20-year-old summer' production report, which was sitting like a barley sack, was thought to be a lie.

His position was no longer just an original.

“In fact, I was very surprised to think you would be joining the production report today. It's been a long time since you've been in public since evil. What do you think?”

“My heart jumps. I'm not worried at all. I believe that great directors and producers and actors, including Park Do-joon, have made good work. ”

Another reporter appeared this time, terrified of the end of the answer.

“Only two months after the official opening of the modern world rock. The Wizard Pictures, which produces The Bress films in this situation, also suggested an imminent release through the parent media. If the opening period overlaps, it's a domestic dispute for the writer, isn't it? ”

A light smile spreads around you.

He smiled and replied, smiling as if it was difficult to reconstruct.

“If it overlaps, it will be after the modern Journal has been opened for a sufficient period of time. So I haven't really thought about that. ”

“I hear you're almost done writing part two of The Brest. What's been decided about the second part of the film? ”

“I'm sorry, but your question seems to fall far outside the scope of the Contemporary Forest Production Report. At the end of the report, we will give you or give you a separate response. ”

Reconstruction was politely denied.

The protagonists here are 'Hyundai Jorok’ producers and cast members. However, the desperate journalist did not stop as one person.

“It is said that the reason you are writing Part 2 of The Bress is because of the Minister of Culture's request. He has a long-standing request not to end with chapter one to advance the Korean content industry. Is the rumor true? ”

“I have no choice but to repeat the answer I gave to the journalist earlier. I'm asking you a few questions about the contemporary Journal of the Movie. ”

After repeated refusal, the journalist had no choice but to retreat.

Another journalist, who took over the gap, stepped forward with a microphone.

“I want to ask you both questions at once. The fact that you two are best friends is already well known to the public through various media. Were there any other interactions with the work? ”

“Ah · · · · · · · · That · · · · · · · · ·. ”

The reconstruction blurs the end of the horse and turns to the side that helped.

I didn't have anything to say to the reporter. It was all I had on a short call the day that JooJoon's brother went to the sleeping Ossuary. And it's hard to say that it's an interaction with the work.

I didn't feel shy.

This is why I didn't have time to have a proper conversation with JooJooJoo before the production report.

Jooju was still in a stiffness somewhere until today when the production report was held.

So I didn't say much except to say hello to the reconstruction. Whatever JooJoon is first, put down the burden of his heart and wait for him to come.

As the static continued, the reporter laughed and joked.

“Why are you both silent? I feel awkward about this. When you see SNS, you often play pool together. Did you play pool as soon as you met him? Did you have a fight about the results? ”

The audience laughed at the same time as the press.

After a few moments of laughter, Joon listens to the microphone.

“We haven't hit the pool yet. Again, reconstruction, no, I'm sorry. I used to talk to him whenever I could. Like a great original writer, he gave me some very important advice. ”

Reconstruction smiles alone, looking down at his knees. He did nothing to help her. Even though I knew it was a formal answer, I felt sorry for my inner circle.

“As an actor and as a friend, I thank you again for taking this seat. I haven't even come to Korea to say it properly. ”

After finishing his speech, he lowers his head slightly toward reconstruction.

The reporter who asked me clapped.

The applause that began thereafter spread throughout the audience.

After the Production Report Meeting ends.

Reconstruction was one step ahead of anyone else. However, I was caught by JooJoon who chased me before returning out of the hallway leading to the exit.

What about the interview? ”

“You can do that later. You sneak up on me and run away first? ”

“Yes, cowards run away first. I'm hungry. I'm going to eat. ”

The two friends burst into laughter like they had promised. In the middle of the hallway, there was no one.

“I'm sorry about that. The movie made me nervous. ”

“I understand. It's my fault for not caring about that part. ”

“It's not your fault, it's my tail. Anyway, don't worry about the movie. I have perfected Jincheon's position with Park Joon, the celestial star. ”

“You don't have to say that. I wasn't worried. All the acts you've shown me so far were the best. So will modern journals. ”

“And · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

“And what? ”

He turned his eyes around without being able to speak. In front of the reconstruction, he opens his mouth for a long time.

“My brother · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

“Oh, that's enough. Let's go eat. If you're not going to do the interview. ”

The reconstruction stops the horse, striking his hand.

That is enough if it has been conveyed from the heart. It was not easy for the reconstruction to see the astronomer lose his unique coldness and feel helpless.

“Okay, we're gonna bounce. What should I eat?”

“Everything is good except for the stew. I've been eating a lot lately. Aren't you going to call Tae Bong? ”

“You can call me after you bounce. Let's go."

“I'm not responsible for the rest. This is your will. ”

“Rebuild new breasts. ”

The two friends start running, giggling.

I was greeting an empty corridor with a late-breaking coverage.

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