Great Novelist

He bites the balloon in his mouth and looks back. Hacho with a familiar face was blowing a balloon there. He was in the same class, but he was worth talking about. He wondered if he would say a few words.

“Yes. It's been a long time since I've blown a balloon. ”

But I answered. I was bored. The opponent is blowing a balloon. Looks a bit like a monkey because of the raised view. He tied the balloon with a quick flick of his hand and waved the red expanded rubber to the left and to the right.

“Yeah. I think it was the last time I was in elementary school. This conversation is getting old for me. Haha.”

Speak alone and smile alone. From his point of view, it was not something you would not understand, because this is the oldest moment.

“Do you think we have a lot of guests in our class? ”

Another voice intervened before he replied.

“Of course. Someone's ID. ”

He leans sideways, looking like a monkey.

“But he's playing the first half of the game room. ”

“Really? You're totally in sync with us? ”

The slow expression became serious. This time, the monkey-like face shifts to the left and to the right.

He said, "No, it's like pushing a card game. I heard there's a guy who's learned magic, so he plays in the middle. ”

“Fancy.”

He briefly expressed his appreciation.

“Right? Can we deal with balloons like this? ”

“But the first half is downstairs. I think we can work something out. ”

“Well, you have a good chance of getting in first class. The theme won't be in the same class unless you do a game room tour. ”

“This is an unexpected crisis. ”

The two of them communicate very intimately. He was quietly listening to the balloon. A friend who resembled a monkey had bright ears in other classes.

“What do you think? ”

I took my mouth off the balloon to answer his question. A little breeze came through the entrance.

“You'll see when the day comes. ”

“Yes. When you open the lid, it can be very bad magic. ”

Seogwang said, it wasn't that unlikely.

“Chairman, we'll go first. ”

“You guys ready for a little action? Okay. Write your name down on the paper on the desk. ”

I saw two girls holding their arms together headed towards the table. Students who were preparing for the festival in their minor activities used to leave in the middle like that. He quickly notices that his gaze is directed toward you, saying:

“By the way, aren't you the gatekeeper? ”

“Yes.”

“That's right."

He smiled brightly as he replied at the same time. A small shell enters the tip of your mouth. You look like a monkey.

“I've been to the library. It was really fun.”

Especially, and he turned his gaze to the Lord.

“The work of the Starship. ”

He said lightly.

“Thank you.”

“It's true. It was so much fun. I was surprised. I wasn't expecting much, actually. ”

“Really?"

“Yes. Honestly. If I didn't think it was amateur writing, I'd regret it for the rest of my life. I never knew short novels could be so much fun. ”

I have a proud look on my face. He is curious to know the charm of the book.

“So, anyway, ”

“Huh?"

He opens his mouth with a different attitude than before.

“Can I ask you something? ”

“What?”

“About the artwork. ”

Then he acted like he had something to say to himself from the beginning. I wonder if that's what it was about. He nods slightly.

“Yes."

When Lord's acceptance fell, he opened his mouth without hesitation, as if there were any questions prepared.

“It's about her. ”

“Yes.”

“Why did she have to stay silent? You wrote that on purpose, right? Or is it just a coincidence? ”

This is it. He thought a little about how to answer and decided to just say it.

“She doesn't want to be disturbed by anyone. I, as a writer, should respect you the most. ”

“As a result of trying to highlight character traits as much as possible, right? ”

I understand quickly.It was a man who understood words well. He immediately went to the next question.

“In the sand comes a grandmother who mentions things that don't change. The readers are having a disagreement, actually. What do you think of that? ”

“What's the difference between readers? ”

The resemblance of a monkey was ridiculously distorted in the question of Lord.

“Don't you know? There have been long discussions among people who have read your work. ”

“Discussion? For what? ”

He clenched his neck and said.

“She's herself, isn't she? ”

By the way, he said he was on her side.

“· · · · · · Where in the world did such a discussion take place? ”

“In our wealth. ”

I guess we'll just have to find out. In fact, he doesn't even know what side effects he's on. He urged the answer with clear monkey eyes.

“Isn't it a symbol of her future that doesn't change? Is it wrong to interpret the message that she won't change even if she becomes a grandmother? ”

“That's your interpretation? ”

“Yes.”

He thought for a moment and said.

“Books have many interpretations. There's no wrong interpretation. So.”

“So what?"

“You're not wrong. ”

This is why I feel like doing an interview. I saw him because I thought I was done. He was extending the balloon with both hands. It stretches well.

“What are you doing? ”

“Do you know which wife I am? ”

“I don't know.”

“I belong to that famous newspaper. ”

He turned his head to look around.

“Was our school newspaper famous? ”

“I don't know.”

He grabbed Lord's arm without being shaken by such a slow reaction. A balloon is sandwiched in the middle. A yellow balloon.

“May I publish your article? ”

The monkey said, he asked again.

“Knights?”

“Yes.”

“In the paper?”

“Yes.”

After a moment of silence, he continued to explain.

“You're a good talker. Clear as day. Very good. It's an interview for a space writer. This issue is a festive special newspaper, so it's going to be very glamorous. Perfect timing. You don't know how good newspaper is for publicity, do you? There's going to be more demand for sand. Me.

You can also put good material in the newspaper. Eat the pheasant and eat the egg. Play the ditch and catch the crayfish. ”

My eyes glow. I feel like I've been remembered for a long time. when I was being harassed by journalists.

“I don't know.”

“Why? What's the problem? ”

“No problem at all. I just don't want to. ”

He was agitated by the warm reaction.

“It won't take long. I'll wrap it up nice and tight. It's not about loading weird content. It's about the work. I'm a big fan of yours. Sand eggs were so much fun. I'm not interviewing anyone? Mr. Writer, please. ”

He looks desperate. He's just blowing up balloons.

“Go ahead.”

I heard a recommendation from a strange place. It was slow.

“I told you. Let's publicize the means and methods. You're right about your writing. ”

He smiled and said.

“This is going to be your first interview? ”

I see. He was just having fun. Knowing that he was a coincidence, it was obvious what this scene would look like.

Red Flame. He gives a slightly troubled look and starts speaking like a storm.

“I'll treat you as the protagonist of this issue. One page at a time. You said festival special, right? It's distributed in half and distributed to guests. You're gonna feel like you're in a real newspaper. You're a supercelebrity. Maybe the whole school will read your book? This is my chance.

Destiny is in your hands! ”

“That's too much.”

“What a sound. Your writing is qualified. ”

“Hmm.”

“It's not a mouthwash. I'm not saying that because I wanted to do the interview in the first place. ”

“So that's it. ”

“Oh, you know that doesn't mean anything, right? Your writing was so inspiring that I wanted to talk to you. ”

“Yes."

I'm not crazy at all. Public relations, past and present, coincidental first interview. He sighed and said.

“I don't take pictures. ”

The man who resembled this monkey could not have known that it was a sign of permission.

“Yay!”

He clenches his fist and raises his hand.

“Chairman! I'm going to go do my part! ”

“Now?”

“Now!"

He got up from his seat.

“Over here.”

The music room on the third grade floor was where he was taken. It was an unfamiliar classroom. When I opened the door, I smelled a strange smell with warm air. Inside, there was a newspaper I had seen for a long time and a large 8 verse on my desk. There are many large printed articles and photos on top.

It's filled with energy. There was a girl standing at the center of it.

“Hello, sunbae. ”

He bows. She squints and asks.

“What? You didn't run away to get ready for the festival, did you? ”

“It's not like that. ”

His opponent is the newspaper manager. A sharp eye turns towards him. Her eyes open a little.

“It's a spaceship!”

“Yes?”

Obviously, it was a very friendly reaction.

“You read well! Haha, I've been fighting with each other for days because of your writing. ”

He talks to himself and laughs alone. I feel a newspaper vibe.

“I got this guy an interview. ”

He proudly smiles at the commander's face.

“Monkey, what are you doing here? Awesome. Disruptive. Oh, I'll leave you alone. Make yourself comfortable. I'll get you something to drink. I don't have anything to eat. Can I get you anything? Have a good interview. Don't just ask the wrong questions. No, you want me to do it? ”

“Oh, I'm not interrupting. ”

“Then good luck! ”

She quickly leaves the music room. He said as he led him inside.

“Sit at ease. I'm gonna go get some cold water. ”

“Huh."

He's out. to go to the common water purifier at the end of the corridor. In the music room, there was an elongated desk side by side. I thought I could sit until attendance number 8 in a row. It looked like a desk used by the gate. It was supposed to be here.

Looks like Dunne.

He didn't have to go far, just sat in the first row. There was a tool by the chalkboard. On the other side is a piano, and next to it is a harp. The instruments of the East and West were in harmony in this place. As poor as the underlings.

I was distracted.

I had never been interviewed at a place like this before. Usually a luxurious restaurant, or a luxurious office, with a good background to photograph. I conduct my first interview in this messy, dizzy and disorganized place. I think it will be interesting.

came to mind.

“I've waited a long time! ”

Especially from a guy who resembles that monkey.

End of interview with monkey (1)

lim Han-baek