Great Novelist

Jewels haven't answered Lord's question for a long time.

“I don't know.”

It is a bold tone. She is not ashamed. And he added.

“I want to write well about you. ”

“I'll do it. ”

The light horse makes the jewel smile. There was a big cloud flying out the window. It was the cloud that looked like dog poop to her eyes. He thought about how the protagonist in his writing looked at that cloud.

“What a piece of shit. ”

“Right?"

“I'm going. You can use the computer. ”

He left her in the computer room. She doesn't follow. You walk down the hall. Your feet ring.

He was just like her. I returned to the past as if I had been swept away by the river. I just struggled because I didn't have a goal and just wanted to live a different life than before. It's still not that different. I was shaken and caught. I was happy and sad. I was relieved, and then I panicked, and then I whipped.

I'm busy.

I still write. He went down the stairs with the finished writing in his hand.

“Works across the street from the bookstore. ”

“What's coming in? ”

“The cafe. The famous place. Bird logo. I've been saying a lot lately that I'm new to Korea. ”

“Isn't that more of a nerd than a bird? ”

Women in the upper half, birds in the lower half. It was a famous coffee chain with a faint logo in mythology. Seogwang kindly explained the place. It was a frequent bookstore. He pouted his head and suddenly asked.

“But you didn't do anything wrong, did you? ”

While talking out in the hallway, he noticed what was there without even looking back.

“He's staring at me like I'm eating him. ”

The target who mumbled was jewelry, saying it was scary. She now appeared not only in the computer room, but in her own place at all times, without even trying. And observe openly. Even though everyone saw the scene, she didn't back down.

“Still a little better these days. You followed me to the diner without eating your food in the first place. ”

I don't talk, I just stare away. She shakes her head if she asks you a question. I heard you were writing down the observer, but I wasn't usually concerned.

“I remember you, Baron. ”

He sighed. He seemed to know a little about what he was feeling when he was asking for a long time. You hear a voice behind you, giggling and laughing.

“Sunbae.”

She approaches and talks to you. Somehow she felt better than usual.

“I read the grain of sand. It was really fun. I was interested in literature. So, can you recommend it? ”

The answer was not to him, but to him.

“What a gem. What do you want to read? This guy has a lot of books. I'll lend you everything. ”

The jewellery gives you a positive look.

“Yeah, well. I hope it's short. Sandy books. ”

She asks for what she wants broken. Seogwang was being mean to me.

“Then I hope it's a coincidence. Or forever as a writer. ”

“Coincidence? It's all length. ”

“I can assure you it's closer than any book you've ever wanted. ”

He kept an eye on his sales. The gem nods, claiming to know.

The jewels take the stairs down. I had the completed manuscript in my hand. It was very difficult to write down the character of the space shuttle. It was the observer himself who chose not to write even the short fragments properly. Observe the character of the spaceship and write. Mostly talk about habits.

was.

I smile often. I often look up at the sky. Do not use side dishes. He eats a well-known lunch because it's not tasty. Fast batsman. Always free. Writing scares me a little. Sometimes I stare at one target. I take notes on notebooks. I read a lot of books. Seogwang Brothers Only

Not big. I also know that the clouds in his eyes look like dog poop to him.

I wanted to know what books I liked, but it became a bubble because of the interruption of my classmate.

There are such useless information listed. At the end, he wrote down his emotions. He was a sweet and wonderful senior who had experienced it firsthand.

“Mr. Moon. ”

“Huh."

Moon was reading something, answering his call carelessly. I saw the neatly printed letters.

“It's about my predecessor. ”

“You've written it. Well done. ”

Moon, who received the manuscript, smiled a little and asked.

“You were a tough one, weren't you? ”

“It was difficult. I had no idea what I was thinking. ”

“That's his charm. ”

I agreed with Mr. Moon and asked him about the manuscript he was holding.

“What's that? ”

“Your story. ”

Moon once again said without a castle. However, I could immediately understand. It was his story written by Lord Ahjussi.

“Show me."

Reaching out his hands politely, Moon gave it to him again. I could see that I wanted to read it first.

“Thank you."

The jewels were accepted coldly. It was short, so I could read it quickly. I fell right into the first sentence.

It was a story about jewelry. It was a jewel that glowed by its own existence. Everybody wants it. Everybody wants it. But soon people turned their backs on the jewels. The jewel didn't shine for anyone. I couldn't hang it on my neck or my ears. People say.

It's a real gem.

“A jewel in its own right. ”

I stayed on the sentence for a long time. Teacher Moon asked such jewelry.

“You're impressed, aren't you?"

The gem nods.

“I want to write quickly, too. ”

I want to write quickly. I just remembered a story. It was the story of the pencil factory's son who liked ping-pong.

“Well, that depends on how much you do. ”

“That's right.”

The gem smiles.

“I'll try.”

I came out. I went down the stairs to the playground. You see a rod. No one is hanging from it. The gem looks up at the sky, imitating someone. He knew. Jewels can shine because there is the sun. Because there was light in the world.

C.

“Brilliant.”

A cloud resembling a sweet potato was floating.

*

“Brilliant.”

The silencer sat nervous and took off his sunglasses. As I entered the cinema, I saw familiar faces. The production announcement was to take place here today. Staff escorts you to the waiting room.

I have already been cremated by a famous salon. It felt unfamiliar. It wasn't much of a role, but it was a person firmly embedded in the minds of readers, and it was the same in the movies. It was natural for him to be noticed by his acting self, but not familiar with it.

Silju recalls the coincidence of the writer of the birdstream I met that day. From the first moment I met him, I felt stronger as a writer than a high school student. In other words, high school coincidences to cover up writer's coincidence felt invisible.

I just thought, this is the one he wrote. You're pretending to write by someone like this.

“Do you have pearls? ”

Then the waiting room door opened. He was the director of the premiere, taking off the black t-shirt and putting on a light suit in his undamaged jeans at the scene. Silk Shik stood up right away and greeted.

“That's enough.”

That's what the movie said, and it sat across from Silk Road.

“This is your first production report, right? Don't be so shaky. ”

“Yes, I don't feel it yet, actually. ”

The show said, taking off the uncomfortable outfit.

“It's nothing. Just answer if the facilitator asks a question. If a journalist asks a question, answer it. That's it.”

The answer is the most important. Silk silk just nods. The projection lowers its voice slightly, adding some malnourished words to ease his tension.

“Just in case. ”

“Yes.”

“You know about accidental writers, right? ”

Silk silk nods at once. He didn't tell me, but he knew Silk Road. We must not reveal his identity. He noticed and was satisfied that Silk Master had no intention of speaking at all and was cautious enough. And then I started talking about something else. Godfather

Boone was the story of his wife, Choi Jung writer. Silk silk also focused on the story because listening to his story made it less tense.

“Director, are you here? ”

“Oh, Ji-hye. ”

A beautiful man walked in. It was an actor Gu Ji-hye. He was dressed neatly. Silk Master and Wisdom simply greeted each other. In their role, they never had to catch their breath. They would just look at each other from afar, and she would always have to bury the body in the pole.

It was covered in dirt. There was a distance from what it looks like now.

“You're not by any chance going today, are you? ”

“Of course. ”

She often asked the director about the coincidence. Her conversation with the director she never talks to was famous on the set.

“We meet in shame alone. ”

Wisdom spoke in a joking tone. The coincidence that the director, the screenwriter, and the actor in his role met was counted as a special anecdote. It was an anecdote of a conversation about what thoughts and minds coincidentally drew a portrait of my brother.

In fact, it was poured out on purpose as a promotion, but I made a promise not to describe the person by chance in detail and was also given permission by Australia.

The wisdom he heard revealed more curiosity about coincidence.

“I couldn't help it. We needed help. ”

“I had a hard time playing, too. ”

“Mr. Wisdom's acting was the best. ”

“Don't change your words. ”

Blocked a screening attempt After the movie didn't speak until the end, the arrow pointed at Silk Shik this time.

“Have you seen Silkju? What did he look like? ”

“I don't know.”

Every time she spoke, my skin was glowing. "Radiant" seemed to mean looking at her skin.

“By the way, will you keep your mouth shut too? ”

Silk silk smiles awkwardly. I heard the sound of the movie next to me.

“Don't be so hard on the reporters. ”

“Are you going to do this again? I'm the only one who knows. ”

“I know. ”

Her impersonation was very similar to that of the director. After that, the director doesn't budge. Eventually, she stepped back and said.

“Actually, I think it might be ideal to meet beyond the work of a writer. As do I.”

Actors beyond the screen. The writer beyond the story. There were similar corners.

“Really?"

“Yes, especially those with great works like accidental writers. That's why I'm asking. Actually, I don't want to meet him in person. It's fun to hear stories. because I can imagine and judge. ”

She debuted in the entertainment industry early. And I was on top of the ranks. I could see her face advertising things on the street, TV, cell phone, etc. Many admire her and admire her. In her comments, she was beyond the crystal.

Silk Road caught my mind. Now you will be exposed to a variety of images for many people. As you have judged someone so far, someone will judge you equally.

She smiles. Her surroundings are illuminated.

“What was the coincidence? ”

A big laugh rang out in the waiting room. It was a show.

“I'm the only one who knows! ”

He gets up from his seat and says to Silk Master.

“Goodbye. Be prepared. ”

“Yes, yes. ”

The movie ran away like that. It was left behind in an instant. It was the wisdom to smile like nonsense. The Silk Road was all I could do to avoid my eyes.

Shiny Gemstone (5) End

lim Han-baek