Great Novelist

The camera grabs Silk's face. He was having a bit of a hard time.

“Of course it's a bird. ”

Seogwang grabbed the snack and said. In contrast to him, Silk Road was quite troubled.

“That's a obvious question, and I'm really curious. ”

“I think it's too hard to choose. ”

The thought of the Silk Master grows long, and I toss it aside one by one. Silju smiled and picked a book.

“I'm still like this. Traces of birds.”

“Oh, there was no reversal. ”

“It was too much fun. ”

As Seogwang said, he picked up the bird's trail. A bird on a white basis. It was a familiar cover for the eyes. The screen changed and information about bird tracks flowed into the video like a trailer from the movie. Genius writer's flare. A debut. Filmmaking. The facilitator asked.

“Why choose? Because you're in a movie, too? ”

“I can't say there isn't one. But I actually read this book before I auditioned. ”

“I see.”

“Yes, I was already a fan of the writer at the time. My job is about expressing things. Emotions, situations, the moment I read this book, I thought, I wish I could put it this way. ”

Flats open their mouths.

“That's proof that since the debut, the writer has already created a unique style and atmosphere. There's no hesitation in describing a person's psychological state, and the equation of the sentence fits perfectly. The boundaries and scenes are extremely controlled. Was it still a coincidence?

I suspected it was you, but the crying proved it. ”

Everyone agreed and listened to his story. At that time, the poet asked with a sinister tone.

“You actually met the writer, didn't you? ”

Seogwang stabbed me in the side. He ignores. Silk across the screen scratches his cheek and laughs.

“Yes, just once. ”

As soon as his answer was finished, I heard the desperate voices demanding comment.

“Can't you just tell me a little bit? ”

“Really, I'm so curious. ”

“The audience is going to love it. ”

“Let's have a look at our viewership. Help me, Mr. Silju. ”

Silk silk opened its mouth as if it had nothing to do with their words.

“Just let me know," he said. ”

A tantrum spills out. For some reason, Seongwang is making a sad voice.

“Ah.”

“Director or actor, really. ”

“We're not giving up here. It's gonna keep on biting and stretching. ”

The actors who caused so much fun by sorrow soon calmed down and picked up a book of coincidences one by one. The one who received the most choice was crying. It was poet's turn.

“I am the language of God. ”

The poet placed his hand on a series of books. The screen changed and the video appeared like a trailer again. Incidental Rival Eternity. Fight. And the truth is revealed. Readers' reactions.

“I was amazed by the imagination of the writer. Oh, should eternity be a writer? ”

“Coincidence is the best, eternity is the best. We talked to each other, and it turned out to be the same person. I was bruised that day by the driver. I suspected the snow, because I accidentally dug it up. ”

“I dig forever. ”

The poet explained the worldview in the novel. People, regions, virtual beings, and languages.

“In these languages, it's also detailed in a book called Language Assistance. I read this and I stopped doubting it. I thought it was a coincidence. If you look here, the language of the East and West in real life. Hangul, the writer's native language. Affected by the birth and change of letters

I can see you're done. ”

“Some people actually speak these languages, right? ”

“Passionate readers speak up to three languages. It's still actively researching. ”

“There are a lot of people who make this, or who use it, or who have a lot of people in the world. because, frankly, I don't even know how to read the language. I speak too much Korean. ”

Seogwang strongly agreed with me. He chewed the sweets.

“Pyeongjin, which book would you choose? ”

Last but not least, it was the march's turn. He goes to the place where there are more books, and without hesitation, he picks a book. With both hands.

“I'll do whatever it takes. ”

Whose is it? And the crying. Two books. The facilitator presses him to pick one, but the march does not retreat.

“You don't have to talk about winning art in Tokyo. ”

“Yes. Pyeongjin was the judge, right? You recorded it that day, and you blew up a lot of heat. ”

I showed a short clip of the day on the screen. I edited only the comment part of the flat line and quickly moved on. He was wearing a blue tie. When he illuminates the march again, he lowers his voice and holds only what belongs to him. I saw the words "coincidence" on the move.

“This has definitely given us the most choice for crying. Can you describe who it belongs to? ”

At the host's words, he noticed. It's been edited too long.

“That must have been redacted. ”

Seogwang mutters. He starts talking about who the flatlands on the screen belong to.

“Whose is it? This is actually Kelly Coin's book. This is the first translation of a coincidental writer, and I'm here with you. ”

“I knew Pyeongjin would pick this book. ”

The poet intervenes. The flank narrows his throat.

“What do you think is the most important thing in translation? ”

The answer became a part of the silk tree by the facilitator. Silk Shik thought for a moment and replied.

“Well, first of all, you have to be good at languages, right? ”

“Yes, you should be good at speaking a foreign language. And you have to be good at languages. It's literally a translation. It's about transferring a language into another language. The more proficient both people are, the better the translation will be. ”

Silk Road focused on the words of the plain.

“There are many different types of translations. Video, business, etc. You need to translate from a variety of parts. Of course, there are different areas to watch out for, which is to preserve uniqueness in the translation of literature. ”

“Uniqueness?”

Silju asked. The other performers were nodding as if they had heard many stories already.

“Novels are not business documents that you can hand over to your subordinates. It's not a standardized system where one person quits and the other takes over. Once the author dies, you will no longer see his new posts. ”

Pyeongjin replied boldly.

“That's what translators do. ”

It's quiet beside you. He glances at you slightly. He did nothing. It doesn't make a sound. I was just looking ahead quietly.

“I mean, of course I like this. I want to transfer the author's writing intact. ”

Silk silk nods. The facilitator did not try to change the deepening atmosphere. I just proceeded to talk.

“So what about a coincidence writer's translation? ”

“Why did I insist and pull this book out? There are two things that are not in this book. ”

“Two? What's that?”

“Misfire and coincidence. ”

The flat tie moves a little.

“There are no invalid translations. I may not have been able to see it, but it's hard for anyone to see my mischief. It's very clean. It's actually the first translation of a coincidence, and that's enough to be complimented on. ”

The people listening to the story of Pyeongjin were admired in small ways.

“And coincidence. There are no coincidences here. You just recognize the existence of Kelly Coins. It's a book of Kelly Coins, no matter who reads it. I'm a reader of manuscripts, and it's not easy for me to see. It's a moved book, so it's natural to feel something's changed.

That's why I'm trying to cut it down. But when you read a coincidence translation, it doesn't feel strange. It's the same sensation as when you read the manuscript. ”

The Silk Master's face is caught. It was a very impressive expression.

“I would definitely recommend this book to someone new to Kelly Coin. Oh, this is Kelly Coin. ”

Pyeongjin finished speaking. And I saw the silk. The two of them met eye to eye.

“Speaking of which, have you heard of any coincidences with Kelly Coin? ”

Silk Road laughs in vain like a man stabbed. The other cast also smiled and stood on the side of the flat.

“Even Pyeongjin. ”

“Yes, tell me quickly. ”

“I wonder what happened with Kelly Coin. It's Kelly's coin, not someone else's. You know, we used to cover Kelly Coin's books, so viewers know that, right? ”

“I knew it was crazy. Kelly Coin crashed again, asking what an 18-year-old translation is. I, as a fan of coincidence, was looking forward to it. ”

“So tell me if you know anything. Kelly Coin meets coincidence. ”

Silk master sighed and replied to everyone's support. He looks sad.

“I'd really like to know. ”

It was sincere. Sincerity works. The cast gave Silent Silence Silence. Then I accidentally wrote a video letter to the writer again. Be sure to appear. He looked to the side while picking up the snacks. Seogwang was moved. My eyes are glowing.

“I will definitely translate your book. ”

It is a senseless declaration.

“Yes."

He cheered on his friend's decision. It didn't matter whether or not he achieved what he wanted. He was trying. He looked back at the screen. There were his books. I'll use more. I will write more in the future Lord

decided to follow a friend.

“By the way, should I start ordering a hundred and one? ”

“That's right."

He replied in Western words. There was a lot of information about the pertussis that Moon put next to the broken chalkboard.

“Where are you going? ”

“I don't know. I don't know yet. What about you?"

“I'm going to try again where I went last year. ”

He was concerned. What should I do? It doesn't matter where I went last year. There was a figure that came to mind at that moment. It's a bible. I didn't make any promises, but I went to the same competition implicitly. Maybe this time, too. I decided to make a phone call.

“The language of God is almost complete. ”

Seogwang looked ahead and said.

“When's the last one coming out? I'm so curious about the ending. Oh, do you have a manuscript? ”

“You know what?”

“Huff.”

Suddenly, Seogwang grabbed hold of my chest.

“You have a manuscript? ”

“Yeah, that's the end of the story. I just remembered the last shot to decorate it, so I wrote it before the last six. He's in his room right now. ”

Seogwang shook his butt. I was under intense temptation. He chewed the sweets.

“Can I get you anything?”

“Ugh, stop. Don't make me take the test. ”

“I can just show you. ”

“No, that's just too humiliating. Fair with the other readers. ”

“Whatever. My editor read it first. ”

“It's not like that! ”

He exclaims loudly.

“Then don't read it. ”

“No, wait. ”

I don't know what to do. While I watched him struggling to sow the devil's temptation, he texted me a scroll. It was about a pertussis. Then I turned my eyes forward again.

At the end of the broadcast that day, Australia heard from South Africa that the volume of sales of who belongs is increasing rapidly.

Suspicious, anticipated or (3) terminated

lim Han-baek