Great Novelist

Why the author has no prize (1)

Following the teacher to the English classroom, I saw Moon speaking with James. The two of them were talking in English.

“Teacher.”

“You made it.”

Teacher Moon greeted his assistants with a strange expression. It seemed annoying and proud. Besides, James is very excited for some reason.

“I have one more thing to show my friends. ”

“I see.”

James said in English, and Moon answered shorter than that. Seogwang understood their conversation.

“Are you going on our show? ”

I asked Mr. Moon with a springtime expression. Moon said the camera had already circled the office. Sitting in the English classroom, my subordinates were drawn to this place by other teachers. The twins and the jewels came with a confused look on their faces and were glad to see them.

I make a face. I feel a little excited by the sudden situation.

“Hey, what's going on? ”

“An interview. ”

“What interview? ”

“I don't know.”

I heard people coming because I was answering the question of my arms without a castle. The first thing that came into the classroom was the camera. They installed materials for filming inside the English classroom. A lens was placed on top of the tripod looking down at you. Terrestrial Broadcaster

Mark was drawn. The principal talked to someone next to him. There was also a senior teacher. In my curiosity, I warned students who were leaning this way to shout and quickly enter the class. Seogwang carved them all in his eyes. When I had a friend to talk to later,

A door. A small murmur mutters next to you.

“We have no explanation. I don't want your consent. ”

“The school got it for me. ”

She kicks her tongue. Moon said to himself, sitting still.

“It's broadcasting, so check to see if there's anything in it. ”

“I don't eat breakfast. ”

“I don't have a mirror. ”

Seogwang found a mirror with a little anxiety. Spring pulled out a small mirror from my pocket. With his mouth wide open, the person who introduced himself as a PD sat across from him. PD kindly told me how to respond. I was friendly but said a lot. Short poetry

It was difficult to memorize that many precautions in the liver. Then Seogwang realized that he was nervous. There are cameras everywhere.

“Don't mind the camera, just answer the questions naturally. ”

The last words were not very helpful. The PD responded reluctantly and someone else sat in front of him. This time he called himself a journalist. The reporter prepared the broadcast with a short greeting. I turned my head and looked at the others. All expressions.

Not good. Just looking around at the jewels. You looked more curious than nervous.

“Well, let's get started. ”

The interview started. Moon stood behind the camera with the others. It seemed his turn was coming out.

“Hello."

On someone's signal, the reporter entered a small smoke. Unlike before, it was a bright voice. The ministers greeted him accordingly. Hi there.

“You are the members of the Moonlight Department, like the Space Shuttle student, who was found to be a coincidence, right? ”

Yes, it is. There was nothing else to answer except this, so the children lowered their heads in moderation and agreed. The camera captured the images of those children.

“A word about yourself, please. ”

About yourself.Seogwang felt that the tension that had been going on at that moment was unbroken. I heard a little laugh as well as the others. I also heard about the popularity of sitting down to improve posture. Seogwang forcibly turned his eyes towards Moon. In his mouth, he said a few times

There was a line of self-introduction that I wrote.

“I love books. So I entered the book. ”

Seogwang could easily predict who his friend would be unless he was here. He probably told a lot of stories about grilled mackerel. He'll be sitting there with his own expressions on his face when no one understands. Seogwang suppressed the smile of coming out.

The journalist scratched the temples with his hands, perhaps wishing for a little coincidence.

“Yes, I heard you. You're all very articulate. It's a doorway, too."

Reporters entered the interview in earnest.

“What kind of friend was the Space Shuttle student? ”

The camera approached the front of Seogwang. Seogwang immediately said.

“Madman.”

Shenzhen crashed his flank nervously. The principal smiled in exaggeration. It was not much different from the behavior of the children in the classroom. The journalist was smiling mercifully as if the children of the night could. Seogwang was a horse.

“I'm a great writer. It turned out to be a coincidence. When I didn't know it was a coincidence, I read the article and thought, ”

“That must have been amazing.”

I was shocked beyond that. It was such a strong shock that my inner dream ran away. Seogwang did not say. The camera was passed to the line of fire.

“What was your first impression of the student? ”

“· · · · · · · I was a little unlucky. ”

Seonhua pondered for a moment, but he had no choice but to say so. Seogwang smiled at her like that. If you're going to talk about the space shuttle, all you have to do is say these harsh words.

“I'm too good at writing. because if you do some kind of training at the gate, he's done it with a kind of expressionless face. ”

The reporter nodded and laughed.

“How did you find out that your friend was a coincidence? ”

In other words, it took time because there was a long and different story. The children talked as little as possible and the journalist was satisfied to hear the story.

“So you knew about it? ”

“Yes.”

“Didn't you want to tell someone else? My friend is a coincidence. ”

“Of course I wanted to. But I kept my mouth shut. It's as coincidental as it is coincidence in your own mouth, and I wish we had told you. ”

I couldn't handle the chaos. The journalist looked at the jewels and asked.

“How do you feel about coincidence? ”

The gem replied in one fell swoop.

“Very good. ”

In a short answer, the reporter asked another successor.

“· · · · · · · Well, how about this? ”

“So do we.”

“We came here because of you. ”

"What do you mean, thanks to you?"

The journalist asked like a ghost. I wanted to hear about the coincidence that could be seen.

“What was your main activity in the literature? ”

“I basically write. I'm in the competition. ”

“There must be a lot of writings written by our Lord students. ”

“Yes, it's still in the library. Short.”

The reporter was surprised but seemed to already know the information.

“You probably all read it by accident. ”

“That's right.”

“What do you think? I don't know if it's a coincidence, but was it popular? ”

Seogwang shrugged his shoulders.

“He was popular even when he was immortal. ”

Although the Moon Book exhibition itself was not popular, everyone who came to read the article read the Lord's article. When the journalist mentioned eternity, he nodded as if he understood.

“The gatekeeper said he was going to the competition. What competition did the student attend? ”

No one remembered specifically what competition he was in. It is because Australia only went out to select contests that are so anonymous. And there was no prize. While everyone was stuttering, the reporter asked.

“Do you have a prize? ”

“No, there's only one person in spring who won an award in our book. ”

“· · · · · Coincidental writer entered the competition and didn't win the prize? ”

The journalist's gaze was towards spring. At that moment, the journalist's eyes narrowed. It was the eyes that caught something. Spring notices it and adds in haste.

“I almost gave it up. Or go up for no prize. ”

The reporter said yes. And I didn't ask any more. It was a completely different attitude from the one who was asking me to find out about coincidence. Seonhwa frowned and tried to add words, but the reporter was quick.

“How does it feel to write with coincidence? ”

Camera's rolling. Their role in this is to answer questions. I was unable to bring back the questions passed by the journalist. The children played a role with some anxiety. After that, they asked a few more questions and their turn was over.

“Can I do your interview now? ”

“Yes, please. ”

The children at the same time looked at him with frustrated eyes. The reporters did not look forward to protesting. Then the principal gestured. It meant to stop coming out now. Mr. Moon also waved his hand. The children stumbled out of the English classroom.

“Good work. You can go up now. ”

The senior teacher kicked them out with a softer tone than usual. The children on the same floor were standing at a distance watching the filming.

“Sunbae.”

The gem opens its mouth quietly.

“I picked the next one. ”

She raises her hand and taps her back. It meant that they should also get their share of graduation. Seogwang sighed, looking at the two of them. Either way, he'll figure it out. Now it's got a mouth on it.

*

He was sitting in the living room watching the broadcast. It was a broadcast for an interview at his school. Go back and forth between the office and the classroom and ask a variety of people about coincidence. Students I met in the hallway were busy praising coincidence.

“Coincidence is the best. ”

“I'm proud to be in the same school. ”

“I had no idea that Australia was a coincidence. ”

“I used to think I was a good writer. ”

“When I saw her taking a break, she was writing something like that. ”

I don't know who that is, but I think he's face-to-face. I felt like I was saying what I was told. Everyone spoke louder than usual. The screen changed. The class appeared on the screen. I knew it was being filmed, but I was only looking at the blackboard. Camera in classroom

The children don't seem surprised. The reporter asks, do you know by any chance? None of them answered. Yeah, I know. I couldn't help but smile as I watched.

“Yeah, that's him. ”

His partner showed up on the screen.

“You were a coincidence with the writer, right? ”

“Yes.”

“Have you ever read a book by chance? ”

“Yes, I read a lot. ”

“Do you like coincidence? ”

“Yes.”

The answer looks awkward. There's been a lie. He didn't read the book and didn't like himself. The evidence did not tell me anything specific about the book or about myself, but only the surface.

“How was it? Were you familiar with coincidences? ”

“Fair enough.”

I said it after taking a long time. I don't have the courage to be honest in front of the camera.

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