Great Novelist

The Inula Victory Ceremony at last. Readers are most curious as to whether or not they will be awarded a prize by chance. Attend directly on the annular? Do you have a bright face?

The publisher's silence. Where are the coincidences now? The Honorary Awards Ceremony is held on day 16 in Texas, USA. Writers from all over the world come together.

Hot attention to the cannula. Won 0 on the Ennula Prize? Honor and meaning for the author who received the award. What are the winning entries imported into my country?

Coincidence is likely to be Asia's first, Korea's first, and youngest cannula winner. Why everyone focuses on his record.

Keep an eye on international media. The meaning of the award to him. An interview with a renowned American critic is scheduled for tonight's news conference.

Why the language of God. The language of God recognized by the world. A message about the world. What I meant to say was coincidence.

Linguist opinions on all languages in the language of God. The annular prize winner is sufficient. Incidental possibilities and talents. The world recognizes.

Celebrate all of the accidental writers with one mind. They don't even know if they're going to the awards ceremony.

A heartfelt congratulations and cheering message to Chongmuro's star silencer, the accidental writer. Coincidence with him who has long been a fan of accidental writers.

Asia's first ever winner of a collective cheering ceremony. It's a coincidence that the glory will return. What are the chances of guessing overseas? The disadvantage of coincidence.

A genius writer born in a small eastern country. What are the causes? What is the power of Korean fiction? Chinese and Japanese netizens react.

Ongoing awards ceremony on the annular at an uncontroversial point in time for sublimation. Results will be published tomorrow.

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Day 16. A 3-star hotel in northern Texas, USA. Kelly Coin came to the Honorary Ceremony on behalf of coincidence. The hotel was full of people and cars and the cameras from various media captured the entire landscape a little distance from the hotel. Grey brown hotel walls and interiors

Instead of dancing, the windows reflecting the sky were not so special but rather a rather large building.

Coin takes a stroll while relaxing in the assigned hotel room. I went around for a long time and came back with coffee at the start of the awards ceremony. Isabella scolded him with fierce eyes. But since then, coins have been so stubborn without reflection, every floor is angry.

He said he was going to look in the closet, press all the elevator lakes, or look at the paintings in the hallway, and he was going to give a speech about how uncool faking is, or leave the coffee he bought in his room, and he was going to go back and wave his bare hands, and he wasn't going to put an ID on his chest.

I stubbornly or quietly pretended that I didn't need to be treated.

“That's what you said you would do. You need to stop. ”

“That's right. He owes me. ”

“Then pay it back in good faith. ”

“There's still time. ”

“I've already started. ”

“Come here once or twice? It's when the highest bidder speeches. ”

Isabella ignores the words and urges him.

“Walk louder and faster. ”

The name of coincidence, called in the atmosphere reminded by the humor of the prize, and the cheer of those who want to share your joy. The winner of the prize that does not appear in it. Isabella leads him through the cold, sweaty scenes.

“I'm asking you to do the same. ”

Next to him, a butterfly dressed in a black suit politely said. Coin glances at her for a moment and heads out to the road. Butterflies checked their cell phones. Officials from Dongbaek Publishing were arriving at the president immediately and texting nervously.

“This way!”

“Oh, really, you didn't come. If you don't get the coincidence, it's a complete waste of time, isn't it? I want to go home all of a sudden. ”

“Ha, good. I'd love to have tea time with Susan. ”

“Childish.”

“Only you. ”

Butterflies have long been fed up with the temperament of the famous Kelly Coin. I shared awkward eyes with Isabella. I whispered in a small voice that today is particularly severe. The butterfly nods. She was fascinated by the sights she had never seen, the city she had never visited, and everything she had never experienced.

“Coin, please don't forget that this is a delegation. ”

Isabella gives a heavy warning. The coin moves without a word. There was already a crowd in front of you. They were all from well-known publishers, magazines, agencies, etc. Fernand was also associated with the publisher. The coin passes through.

“Oh my God, Kelly Coin? ”

“That's true? ”

Someone looks at Coin's face and is appalled. Some people look at him with the expression that they had heard the news. No one spoke to him first, and Coin also went straight to the Chairman, not caring about them. His position in the paragraphs was well known. Butterflies followed.

“Right here. ”

“Yes.”

He opens the door roughly without hesitation. The butterfly takes a slow breath into the landscape beyond. There are tables at the round table in the large chairs. There were about eight people sitting at each table at close intervals, all of whom were self-respecting writers. Hollywood City

I wonder what it would be like to attend a common sense. There are celebrities everywhere. The cozy lights and nude interiors make my breath even more choking. The chair in the red cloth pierces your eye.

“Coins?”

“What's wrong with him? ”

A small disturbance occurred among those who recognized the author's face who had opened the door fairly late on the topic. Some look at him with bored eyes and some frown. Some people also made interesting laughs. After that, the butterfly checking his face mutters unknowingly.

“Wow, you're crazy. Well done on being born. ”

“Yes? What? ”

“No, no. ”

There were many cameras and photographers inside the president. They press the elongated shutter on Kelly Coin's appearance and turn the camera to capture him.

“So, at this 47th ceremony, ”

The person speaking in front of the platform was the chairman of the association. The chairman of the association was talking about preparing the horses without any concern for the president's air. Thanks to this, the atmosphere calmed down quickly.

Kelly Coin goes to her seat with a lot of frowns. It was the last table in the back. Butterflies and Isabella sit on chairs lined up against the wall.

Butterflies wipe the name tag and the affiliation on the chest. The feeling of sleek protective leather was conveyed. It's really here. Her essay was nominated for one of the four largest SFs in the world, the Inula Award. It was overwhelming.

I saw a writer in America who was dramatized in a popular series, and he was the owner of a piece that was featured in her favorite American famous SF magazine. I can also see the last year's winner sitting as a candidate this year. Some people wear suits, and some people only wear jackets for comfort.

Others wore fancy dresses, and others wore simple dresses. They were wearing white badges, like the ones on the butterfly's chest.

“Coin, why are you here? ”

“Don't make me say it. ”

I could have bitten my tongue with a voice I could barely hear from a close distance. Talking to Coin is because he wrote a book that recorded 12 million copies of cumulative sales. Coin was also a famous writer who had already won the Ennula Prize four times.

“He's a man of fire, anyway. ”

Isabella mutters and the butterfly smiles awkwardly. Isabella's eyes were fixed on Kelly Coin.

“Ha.”

I'm bored. Someone won a prize. The summoned person takes a quick step up to the stage. Then take out the paper to tell me what you have prepared. I touched the elongated trophy with one hand and revealed the joy of the award. Everyone congratulates with one mind. I was just sitting there, killing myself.

“Damn it.”

A small mumbling swearing tongue was engulfed in many cheers. The writer sitting next to me was rolling his elongated feet to see what was so fun. The coin took the wine glass that had been prepared on the table to its mouth. The warm water soaked my mouth. The award-winning dry air will dry up your nose

I did. That's why I hate the awards ceremony.

“Now, I'm going to announce a full-length novel. ”

The winner's face smiled as he held a card with his name on it. The coin thinks, feeling the surface of the warm glass. If there is a name of coincidence, you must get up from your seat and get on the stage.

The Chairman smiles at the winner's light jokes. It was a strange situation to be guarding the place instead of coincidence. In fact, I was used to receiving awards on behalf of something. He has always received an award for books. Writers receive awards for writing. Mouth for book.

No arms, no legs. I can't even go onstage. I don't even know how to say thank you. That's why the writer is celebrating and sitting in a chair on behalf of his work. Then where does this stranger come from?

“Whew.”

You hear a small breath. I noticed some nervous faces around me. They were all candidates for coincidence. I was trembling at the imminent results. At that moment, I met a writer. He was a writer who wrote many of the best sellers at over 40 years of age. The Author's Eye

I read anxiety in Inside his eyes was the answer he sought. Coincidence. He's afraid of coincidence. I was trembling with fear of being pushed by a strange writer from the Orient.

That anxiety didn't just happen. It must have been attached to his back ever since he heard the name of the coincidence, before he entered the presidency. And yet he's guarding his place with his ugly face because of a foolish hope that might help his writing, and because of the invisible.

It was because of my poor curiosity.

“Ha.”

The opposing Pokémon's face distorts with a short smile. I feel my strength in my hands. The water rumbles. You look into the cup. He waits for his face to pop up, but only in white. This time it's not your book. It was someone else's book. It was a coincidence.

The chairman laughed again. I make useless jokes with meaningless laughter. I hear the laughter of dry air and think of the sound of coincidence. It's a voice I've always been so bold about. Leave the prime minister's glory in front of your eyes and hide your face as usual. Go and claim the prize instead.

Dunne's voice was ringing in my ears. I was neither stubborn nor stubborn. I was neither jealous nor jealous. It was a filthy, impure tone. The fury boils.

“Then I'll announce. The award-winning work in the full-length novel sector. ”

I strengthened my legs. I remember the first time I met him. It was a coincidence. Coincidence comes unannounced. Coincidence appeared before him under a different name. Reveal the name when all is lost.

“The language of God, eternal writer. ”

The teeth crack. The voice is annoyed by the late addition of the name coincidence. I poured the water in my mouth. There was no unpleasantness in the feeling of flowing down my neck. You get up on the stage with just one lip tug. Red carpet, red cloth, and warm light at a glance

You are caught. This beautiful landscape is not your own.

End of one (2) star

lim Han-baek