Big Life

37 - Game on Now (3)

Yuck.

“Welcome. ”

The lady at the counter, who was dozing off, greets you.

The man walked toward the bookshelf with a wet expression. The book was easy to find. It is a local specialty shop, so it is only best-selling.

‘Did you get another novel? · · · · · · · ·. ’

He looks down at the book in his hand and spills his grin.

I haven't been on TV or the Internet for a long time I consciously closed my ears and eyes. because I didn't want to know the world at all.

“Give me one of these. ”

The man returned to the inn with a purchased book. I put down my bag of kimbap, took off my socks, and sat back against the wall and started reading.

“ · · · · · ·?! ”

Maybe more than 30 pages.

I suddenly woke up feeling dizzy from a hangover. It was definitely heating up in the middle of the winter, but my whole body trembled. It felt like someone was putting a bucket of cold water in the room.

“How · · · · · · · ·! How? ”

The man turned the bookshelf over and over with his trembling fingertips without estimating the passage of time.

Suddenly, both eyes were filled with tears.

* * *

“I've been in touch with Wizard, and two of them are very easy to get started on. There won't be anything left for you to care about. ”

“Thank you always, Mr. Kwon. ”

The rebuilding rebuilt not to freeze the silver in your arms, but to rebuild.

It was about the second part of the novel "The Bress."

Movie # 1 was in fourth place in the world and saw a lot of excitement. In this situation, the original content is also available, so the next production is in its natural order.

“How have you been? ”

After drinking a cup of coffee, Tae-won looked around the house and asked. Visiting the rebuilding house and seeing each other's faces was only a matter of time.

“As you can see, I don't know how much time I spend playing with silver. ”

“You said your mom and dad are talking now. ”

And I said, "Yeah, but my mom calls me Dad. I think it's because you spent so much time with me. ”

“Hahaha, you might end up using fairy tales for your silver. ”

The two smiling together looked up at the ceiling as if they had made a promise. Although they did not speak to each other, the landscape looked exactly the same. Numerous day-to-day statues that had passed through were swiftly passing by.

“You really blew it up. ”

Tae-won opened his mouth first and broke the static.

“Genre novels, paragraphs, webtoons, MMORPG games, mobile games, dramas and movies. almost every single source you could come up with. We even hit the jackpot together. ”

“I never made it this far on my own. I think I was very lucky. ”

Reconstruction responded, thinking not only about Seo Gun-woo, but also about Thaewon in front of him. They were mercenaries to be rewarded and not forgotten throughout their lives. Tae-won asked him, looking at each person's face.

“What are you going to write now? It's just a personal question. ”

“Well · · · · · · · · I want to give you an answer suddenly · · · · · · ·. ”

Reconstruction scratched my head somewhat hot.

There was nothing left to write about except the "big life," which was obsolete because I had not met Seongdo.

The Joker left his hands completely after finishing Part 3, and there was not enough emotion to start Part 3 of "The Bress."

There were many writings I could write if I just wanted to.

I could write a new book, or I could just call the CP of an MBS station's ship right away and start writing a drama called "Marketplace." The problem was that I was reluctant to reconstruct. In addition to the element of money, the goal of catching the spirit was vague.

Tae-won cautiously hesitates as he notices that the reconstruction is getting worse.

“Have you been looking at web novel sites lately? ”

“Yes, I go to Moonpien and Joayo and Radybooks from time to time. Why?"

“Do you know that story about the guy upstairs and the guy downstairs who loves me so much, It's the hottest fan fiction in Joayo today. ”

“Wait a minute, Mr. Kwon. I'm sorry, what's the story upstairs? Title is too long. ”

Tae-won took out his phone and searched for it and showed it to me himself. After looking at the introduction under the long title, the reconstruction opened its eyes wide.

“Jincheon and Edward? ”

“Haha, yes. It's a fan fiction from the Joker Rock series and The Breeze. The protagonists of both works are drawn to a dimensional rift, which is another fantasy continent. And I love the heroine of this novel, the maid, at the same time. I've been in the Fan Fiction category for almost a month now. ”

He tasted like he felt sorry for Tae Won.

“Even though it's so popular, as a fan fiction, there's no way to use it commercially, so it might be a bit of a shame for a writer. However. ”

There was a mischievous smile on Tae-won's face as he looked at the reconstruction.

“If Writer Ha wrote it himself, it wouldn't be a problem, right? ”

“· · · · · Are you asking me to write a fusion with Jincheon and Edward? ”

“If only it was fun for Writer Ha. I just wanted to say that there was a way. Now, what do you need to be burdened with while you're writing? ”

Looking at the sunny face of Thaewon, I realized that reconstruction was what I was saying.

So, I replied with a bright smile. I've known Tae-won since the time of the extreme living habits. Just sitting and talking with each other makes me feel more comfortable.

“Then I'll get up now. ”

“You're leaving already? You can stay and have dinner. ”

“I have to go back to the company building again. We'll be back soon. ”

Reconstruction followed Tae-hwan to the gate.

Immediately before opening the door, Tae-won hesitates, sighing silently.

“What's the matter, Jules? ”

“You know, I didn't think it was a very important story, so I was conserving it. Now that I think about it, it might be important. ”

“Yes?”

“The ministry of defense or culture may contact you soon. because it's about the Central Cultural Bridge business. ”

As soon as I heard Tae-won's words, I was able to reconstruct King Uda by myself.

“I've been contacted several times. He asked me about his intentions, what his political pathways were, what he was up to, and so on. You've probably already been contacted by the speakers. ”

“Why didn't you tell me this before? ”

“I know the style of the writer, who wants to concentrate on writing, but it's not a confirmed business. I'm sorry if this makes you uncomfortable. In the meantime, you've had a few unpleasant experiences with people like Congressmen in power. ”

Tae-won's grinning hand opens the door.

“The Deputy Minister of Culture might be able to get in touch with you soon. The Deputy Assistant Director is the only one who accepts. ”

“Yes, perhaps. Thanks for letting me know, Jules. ”

“No, I probably shouldn't have told you this so late. ”

Tae-won who was in the car with a smile moved away.

Reconstruction sends the car into the snow until it disappears across the street, then quickly recalls the silver stash that was lying on the cradle and returns home.

* * *

The next morning.

Tae-won's guess was correct.

At the beginning of the new day, the first call was from the Minister of Culture. After exchanging greetings and receiving greetings, the main point was just like that of Tae-won.

- I contacted Mr. Ha because of the Korean cultural bridge business.

“Yes · · · · · · · · ·. ”

Reconstruction looked at the silverware lying in the cradle, and the job continued. He continued to hear the explanation of the deputy secretary.

- I attend several writers, including Mr. Oh Tae-jin, who was the chairman of the presidency. Let's see, the list.

“I'm sorry, Vice Minister. You don't have to read the list. I don't think I'll be much help to attend. ”

The lender's murmur tickled my ear.

But even then, he hardly spoke, which would have been a simple retreat at any time.

- Hah, I'll tell you in my own time, it's not a political position. It's really about developing the content industry and looking for ways to help national interests.

“ · · · · · ·. ”

He added that he still hesitated to reconstruct.

- And just so you know, The Chinese are strongly asking you to attend.

“Me?”

There's another reason why I'm so stubborn, knowing her personality. Plus, this is a one-time · · · · · · · pre-resolution meeting.

The voice of the helpless lender becomes increasingly faint.

Suddenly, the reconstruction came to his mind.

Interfering with himself and the Ministry of Culture would not be a common difficulty for him.

“Very well. I'll be there. ”

Eventually, acceptance fell from the mouth of the reconstruction.

I became curious in addition to my mind for the loan shareholder.

The PRC strongly asked for its presence, so it's not just a speculation. Maybe a man named King Uda intervened, directly or indirectly.

- Thank you so much for making such a cool decision, Dr. Ha. You won't feel uncomfortable at all. I promise you this time.

The voice of the illuminated loan officer rings the eardrum.

Reconstruction took the phone off my ear and thought,

Before I attend the meeting, I have to cut off my hot hair.

* * *

“Hello, I'm Haejeon. I read your work really hard. I learned a lot. ”

“Haha, what are you saying. I'm the one who's learning at this age through his work. ”

The meeting room of the Ministry of Culture and Tourism included dozens of writers.

Thirty-two reconstructions this year were among the youngest authors. Even the author above the reconstruction was in his late 40s. With that reasoning, the reconstruction was busy wandering around and greeting the senior class.

“Hello, I'm Harebuild. I once had a teacher's specialty in my time with the honors school. It is an honor to meet you. ”

“Oh, really? Yeah, let's see, that was about 10 years ago. It reminds me. Especially since there was a boy in every class who had a sparkly eye, and I don't know if it was you. Hahaha.”

The prominent elderly writers were delighted in front of the respectful people of the reconstruction.

Most of the time today was our first encounter, but no one was unaware of the existence of the reconstruction. It is a world-class reconstruction at a young age of only my son or my youngest brother. How can I not know that name as the same author?

“You don't look like a child these days. ”

“You grew up in a nice house. No crumple marks. It's very spry. ”

“Well, I'm impressed without any fuss. Pictures on the Internet show a little temperament. Much better in real life. Much better. ”

Looking at the busy reconstructions everywhere, the writers were troubled.

Most of these assessments were successful when they saw the first impression of reconstruction. There were smiling flowers everywhere in the conference room.

However,

Not everyone was looking to reconstruct favorably.

Thorns were emerging in the eyes of several writers who were envious of the rapid rise of reconstruction, and the achievements of Parliament members.

‘Dammit, what were you thinking, rebuilding Hae Hae on this list! ’

It was an impulsive gain that burns all my insides.

In the beginning, I made a list of writers as a member of the Defense Department and did not include the name of the reconstruction.

It's because I felt King Uda and Ryubou were fond of reconstruction.

But it's different.

China strongly insisted on the presence of rebuilding and was eventually faced with rebuilding here again today.

The worry of achievement was not only about me.

If the existence of self-rebuilding causes his covert investment plans to go back to bulldozing, he may lose his mind.

“Senator Kwon, don't just stand there and sit down. ”

“Oh, yes. Have a seat, too. ”

Achievement sat down with some writers who used to be friendly.

Everyone was seated in their seats and the meeting began.

Reconstruction took a look around as the Ministry of Culture greeted him in one ear. I couldn't find Taejin's face anywhere.

‘What's the matter? Why didn't you come out? ’

That's when I tilted my head.

The voice of the minister of culture became clear with the ears of reconstruction. In fact, it was also a comment on the issue of today's meeting.

“· · · · · So we need three works that will be the starting point for the CJC joint venture. three works in Korea, three works in China as well. We are here to discuss what procedures and methods should be used to select authors and works of art. ”

All writers kept their mouths shut for a while.

The conference room was frozen.

Dozens of eyes were moving around looking at each other.

‘There are only three of these writers. ’

The reconstruction of the expressionless face lets out a sigh.

It seemed to be a clear picture of the controversy that was about to begin. An invisible number of writers' vigilance was filling the quiet bowels.

“I suppose a vote is in order. ”

“This is the selection of three works to represent Korea as part of the Korean Cultural Bridge. This is something that I think should be done based on my career and career. ”

“It's hard to agree. Wouldn't personal and subjective perspectives work a lot? ”

“Is there a system that is subjective and disparaging to everyone's recognizable career and work? ”

Once the word got out, the meeting chairman quickly became as rowdy as the market.

In the middle of the landscape, as expected, the reconstruction did not say a word, but only took a sip of elongated green tea.

Break time after the first part meeting.

A few people blocked the restoration coming to the restroom in the hallway. Reconstruction greeted me first again because I am a familiar elder writer.

“Are you here for tea? ”

“Not a car, Ha Writer. Can I talk to you for a second? ”

“A story?”

“Yes, just a moment. ”

Late 50s writer Kim grimaced his nose and said bluntly.

Reconstruction started with a mild feeling.

Writer Kim had a bad look on his face since he first met today.

It wasn't just Writer Kim.

All the writers standing around him now said so.

“Very well, then. Let's go over to the quiet side. ”

At the end of the hall, several elders surrounded the reconstruction. They were secretly glancing at Writer Kim.

Writer Kim, who hesitated for a long time, opened his mouth.

“As your successor, don't you think you should concede once? ”

“Yes? What are you talking about? ”

Reconstruction asked with a hesitant expression.

Writer Kim said with a humbling smile in his mouth.

“Don't talk to me like that, sir. I'm asking you to yield for my teachers just once. ”

“Yes, you have a long day ahead of you. ”

Another elder writer, Park, intervened and said a word.

“ · · · · · ·. ”

The dazed reconstruction lost its words. I didn't expect to hear anything like this today.

‘I'm embarrassed, but this is... ’

Reconstruction couldn't help but be disappointed in front of the long-appreciated elderly writers.

He considers himself a leading candidate and wants to wipe out the buds ahead of time. He clenches his lower lip in order not to reveal the rising unpleasantness.

If this conversation had ended, the reconstruction might have retreated on its own. I don't want to roll together in the mud, not out of respect for my elders.

Knock.

A frozen frozen frost falls from the window.

Writer Kim, who became solemn, said as he warned behind his back.

“I'd appreciate it if you could keep an eye out for backaches. ”

“ · · · · · ·? ”

“You know, Looks like Ryuvau wants you. Wouldn't it be nice to think of a good reason to quit on your own? We're the reason you're in this mess, and it's gonna make us uncomfortable, isn't it? ”

After speaking, Writer Kim looks back at the surrounding writers as if seeking consent. Then they burst into laughter while there was nothing funny about it.

The smile of avoiding the teeth.

With a light sigh, the reconstruction of my mind raised my head.

“I can't do that. ”

“ · · · · · ·? ”

“I'm going to pretend I didn't hear what you said to me. So let's go in first. ”

“Hey, hey. ”

Reconstruction takes a walk with a cool face.

The elderly writers quickly thought about pursuing him. Writer Kim's wrinkled hands were grasping the shoulders of reconstruction.

“You've never been too particular. No matter how successful you are, you are now · · · · · · · · · in front of decades of your peers! ”

“I've always wanted a drop of spring rain! ”

After stopping, the rebuild looks back and shouts.

“ · · · · · ·! ”

In a word, Writer Kim froze.

The word he just rebuilt was because it was the title of his typical booklet.

“I've read every book in my junior high school life, the teacher's study, which always wanted to live as clean as a drop of spring rain. The teacher who wrote this report doesn't know how beautiful she is and how many days and nights she thought she had a soul. So please. ”

Reconstruction scatters the hot breath to the floor and adds a chill.

“Please don't break the precious memories of your successor. ”

“Ugh, ugh! ”

Writer Kim takes a step back, drooling with his face covered in blood.

But it wasn't the end.

The writer Park next to me interrupted while chatting.

“Hey, you! I'm trying to teach you right now! You've had some success at a young age, and now you're stumbling around with your eyes like this. ”

“I've been reading Mr. Park's novels for the past year! ”

The day of the rebuilding broke through the corridor and rang throughout the hall.

Park stumbles back, stuttering like a mute honey.

“Where should I go to find the will that you so strongly insisted on reaching out for the lost and wandering youth? ”

“Now, you! Well, that's... ”

“I can find out where you were when you told me that you had to go to Russia to become a speed-skater because of the Ice Federation and that you shouldn't stand in the way of talented young people! ”

“Ugh! ”

Park leans against one wall without being able to support both prodding legs.

I never thought I'd be so knowledgeable.

He could not have imagined that he would even know his own novel written in the pen.

Over the back of the reconstruction, there were a lot of writers looking at the conference room.

Taking the eyes of countless writers, the reconstruction thought of Su Hee.

I also recalled King Uda's commitment in front of the TV.

“I'm ashamed, but I can't listen to my teachers. No matter what the outcome, I'm going to stay here until the end. ”

After completing the sentence, the reconstruction bows politely and turns away.

While the writers only choked on the elongated saliva, the steps of reconstruction were heavier than ever.

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