Great Novelist

Coincidence and God. Both are themselves. The gaze gathered in one place. Everyone was frowning a little. It was a face I didn't understand.

Inside, only the book sparkled.

“Really?"

She asks, "How dare you?"

“Yes.”

“I think I can write something interesting. ”

“Is that so?”

“Of course. Does Hyundai know? ”

“No.”

I was urgently interrupted by the quiet conversation.

“Teacher, wait a moment. Am I the only one who doesn't understand? ”

A rooster grabs his head and asks. There are two sides. Maybe that's just the writer's wish. There is only one fingerprint. There is only one self that a person holds. The foundation of the system was there. It is because there is only one reason for personality to appear in the body. Him.

Two lunges?

“It's a dream come true. Using a variety of materials to suit the situation or person. There's a writer who actually wanted to do it and hung on a sentence for years. But it's impossible. They all failed. They changed their appearance and could not be freed from their roots. But now...

You sound like you're talking. ”

Doesn't it seem like someone who got what many writers wanted and gave up? It was a little hot. It was exciting and scary. I was cold sweating behind my back. If that's true, the writer is a coincidence.

“I'm amazing, right? ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

He smiles. He jokes. He has changed his attitude towards his talents since the last time he spoke with the speaker. The boy who only knew how to look away learned to accept it outwardly.

“How can you say that lightly? ”

The lightness comes from recognition. Unlike arrogance, it was never overwhelmed by it.

“That pisses me off. ”

even though the people around me are furious.

If he really could write something other than coincidence, if he had a knack for creating sentences from the ground up, like someone else was in them. I wanted to read everything else aside.

“Yes. I knew you were a coincidence. ”

The teacher who had been silent all this time barely opened his mouth.

“So do you, and so do you. I see they're treating you by accident. I can't deny it. ”

“Yes.”

“Then it automatically means that you have two bodies. I can hardly believe that the atmosphere, the roots, and the other two writings came from the same person. ”

I gave strength to the part called. He pours the car into his mouth, even if it's not hot.

“Then you'll write it down, right? ”

I saw a distinctive smile in the book of literature. Most of the time, when he looks like that, he's about to announce a surprise exercise.

“What?”

“The coincidence of writing in the second style. ”

“Well, I don't know. ”

“What's with the warm reaction? Are you saying you only write when you're hiding something like that? It's too big to use as a cover. ”

“That's not true. ”

Apparently, he turned on the lights elsewhere by admitting he was a coincidence. You can only hope for accidental writing in another language after admitting that the student's writing is accidental writing.

“You can't cheat on me like that? Yes, Master.”

“Yes. If it wasn't for him, think about it. ”

He thought, scratching the back of his head. Second style. If you publish such an article, it will be noisy. A lot of horses, a lot of horses. There will be controversy. It may fail. I might have regretted leaving today. But...

“Well, let's write it down. I don't care.”

If you think about it, you can't write a single word.

“Cool. Yeah. That's why you're my pupil. Hey, if you want it to work. I wanted to see your face. ”

I got wet for a moment and opened my mouth to the flashing situation.

“Oh, so it must have been weird when you came up with the fake coincidence. ”

His words caused a girl's face to pass by.

“It was pretty weird. ”

“You've been through a lot, haven't you? It must have been fun. Tell me about it. What a coincidence.”

“Not much. ”

“You tell me the truth. Did you enjoy it?”

“Well, I enjoyed a peaceful life. ”

“What a coincidence. ”

“You're making fun of me. ”

“I'm curious. Tell me. What's a fake coincidence? ”

“Right. Maybe there's something we can use as a material. ”

The weak resistance of Australia is buried in the words of other writers.

“It wasn't that unusual the first time you wrote. ”

“What kind of writing? ”

“Mackerel. ”

“Oh, that. ”

“What is mackerel? ”

“What it is · · · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

While talking for a long time, the speaker clapped his hands. You notice all the sounds of her hands.

“Let's take a picture. ”

“Yes?”

Despite Lord's question, she moved quickly. He went into the room and took the camera out. The black film camera was flashing a lens. She touches the camera skillfully and turns her back.

“Let's get out in the yard. ”

I was confused. This was often the case in the book of scribes. This seemed to resemble a sudden shaving textbook.

“Yes, yes. ”

“Teacher likes pictures. ”

“Let's go, Master. No one can stop the teacher with the camera. ”

Her three disciples stood up without speaking a word. He followed behind him quietly, looking at the familiar appearance.

The five people who set up the tripods and lined up in front of them looked at each other side-by-side. The shutter rings once.

“Oh, I think I closed my eyes. ”

“Let's do it again. ”

“I don't think there were many films left. ”

“No, I do. Get ready."

Compliance ran quickly to leave the camera. Seasons change and time flows. It will flow like the currents of the river. What are you writing at this moment in your memory?

“Big smile. ”

I smiled as she said. I don't know about that. So I'm going to laugh now.

Shutter sounds.

“It was delicious and fun. ”

Dr. Moon tapped the boat and said. He saw him sitting in his usual state. It was already sunset. In the long run, he was satisfied with his teacher's cooking. He said he was overeating and cried, but he remembered an elongated smile on his face. When I get to the speaker's house,

I wanted to stay long. This was such a comfortable place.

“Do you know why I'm here today? ”

He asked unexpectedly. He shakes his head.

“Why?”

“I'm here for counseling on how to teach you. ”

“Me?”

“Yes."

He turns his head to look at him.

“I thought you were gonna be a writer. You're good, but your writing and attitude are too natural. I've never seen anything like you. So I had a lot on my mind. I'm not very good at teaching. So I came here to consult and to see you after a long time.

I hit it. ”

“Maybe it's not a coincidence that we met today. ”

“What a coincidence. It's all because of my concern. There are no accidents in the world. No, I got one right in front of me. ”

He shrugs lightly.

“How are you going to teach me? ”

“I'll set you free. ”

Teacher Moon smiled and said.

“That's the best lesson for you. ”

“Come on. Teach me the basics. How to make a sentence. ”

“The guy who wrote the book. ”

He raised his head. The moon is rising. The sky wasn't black.

“It's nice here, right? ”

“Yes.”

“I loved it, too. That's why I stayed that long. ”

I remembered a conversation I had with him a long time ago.

“When you wanted to be a genius? ”

“Yes, that's when I stayed in Nogada. It reminds me of what I'm doing here. ”

“Do you regret it?”

Do you regret letting go of the pen? Teacher Moon smiled a little at his question.

“Not at all. It was fun and good, but it was hard and painful at the same time. ”

“Why?”

“I write. It was always a wake-up call. I'm just doing that shit to write. ”

“I know, that feeling. ”

He laughed as he spoke boldly.

“It's good to have a writer's apprentice. ”

You hear the sound of worms crying from afar. There were quite a few.

“I was scared when I found out I couldn't be a genius. It's scary not knowing where to go. A vague darkness has come. ”

“Yes.”

“That's what the teacher said. The word Great,. ”

He received the word he received from him, and he also received it from someone.

“I realized I was making a big mistake. Something's broken. I'm relieved. And then I stopped writing. I thought I could be a genius, but I didn't think I could be a great man. ”

I didn't feel good, "he said.

“I hate school and work's a pain in the ass, but I'm happy now. ”

He was satisfied with the position of Moon, Moon's teacher.

“If you kept holding the pen, you wouldn't have been able to do it by accident? ”

It's a playful gesture. He answers.

“Yes, you made a good choice. ”

“How dare you.”

The teacher asked, leaving some space.

“You were different. ”

Unlike Moon's teacher who heard the word, he coveted him. I kept writing to get hold of it.

“Yes, I will. ”

He said confidently. Teacher Moon thought. He will be able to. Everyone reads his writings, is moved, hurt and loved. Readers will think deep down. He's a great novelist.

“Well, what are you going to do about it? ”

“What?"

“You know, this exhibition. ”

“Sand.”

“Yes, that fragment. Will you do it?”

“Yes, I will. ”

He answered without hesitation. I will. If not now, when are you going to show your writing in the school library again? We publish in the name of the space shuttle. It was new. I didn't want to miss out on this exciting opportunity.

“It's my first time as an Australian. I'm nervous.”

“How many people would like to see your writing? ”

“I don't know. ”

“If you know it's a coincidence, it'll be tricky. ”

“Like you?”

“Yes, you. ”

The sound of the worm stops for a moment, and then I hear it again. Sounds good to me.

“Are you going to tell the kids? ”

The children he spoke clearly refer to the book of scriptures. He replied with a breath of cool air.

“Yes, I will. because if I'm a coincidence, they'll look at me the same way they do now. ”

For a year, he lived with people who did not see him by accident. The noisy space in the past changed its appearance all at once. I didn't see any of them coming. No one came to get something. I was just a classmate. Together

I used to be a colleague. Regardless of the writing he wrote, I took care of him completely. I have someone to look forward to.

So that's it.

“I wonder what he'll look like. ”

“Watch your chin. ”

“You'd be surprised. ”

“You'd be surprised. A friend says it's a coincidence. Haha, that should be fun. ”

“You're smiling so much. ”

He listened to Moon's laugh and thought of a way to talk to the children.

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