Great Novelist

Coins and Coins by chance (5)

Don't ask me that. Coins speak loudly. It's remarkable what you can do. The facilitator stopped because the answer was so clear. I already have the audacity to hear a coincidence answer. The first reaction was the audience.

“Ah.”

“Tell me!”

You hear a high voice somewhere in the auditorium. A man who appears to be part of the group is blocking her mouth. The facilitator smiles and calms her down, but the coin doesn't blink an eye.

“No one can force an answer on me. Is this the court?”

He covered his mouth and swallowed a smile. It was a shame you couldn't hear your favorite work, but this is also a coincidence.

“There's no such thing as a favorite article. That's a long way to go. ”

“Is it because you like everything? Difficult to choose?”

“I never said that. ”

As the facilitator looks at him, he's curious as to where to stab him.

“However."

“Only?”

“In all fairness, I want to talk to you about your debut. ”

“What do you mean? ”

I raised my head in curiosity. The question of Lord was, coin was the word.

“There are elements that draw people from their debut work equally, whether they are criticized or praised. No matter what you coat on it, the foundation doesn't change. For example, I've written several times on the subject of lying. It's in a completely different plot. But, you know, bird tracks. That's what makes it unique. ”

“What does it mean to be unique? ”

The facilitator intervenes, and you see the look on his face that Coin knows.

“You guys are talking. It's a double personality.”

I came out with a different style. However, the coin had already felt a sense of camaraderie. The coin gets annoyed after a moment of deliberation.

“Does that mean Coin has doubts about accidental writers? ”

“It's not like that. ”

“Really?"

“Don't keep digging. ”

Traces of birds were also a link between his past and present. Even in the homeless past, and even now as a writer, only traces of birds remained. I looked at the annoying coin. The story was already heading somewhere else.

“Actually, I can't think of any coincidences anymore. Coincidentally, that's how much literary literature there is. You two are famous for having a gap in the last two years. ”

“Yes, I did. ”

“I heard you've been writing steadily since you joined the military. ”

He said yes.

“You've been planning this for a long time? ”

“It's not even a concept. Blurred images have been in the language of God ever since. ”

“About six years ago. ”

“Yes, it was in Germany that I started writing. ”

“At the book fair. I was also on the stage for coins. ”

“That was completely unthinkable. ”

“You made a deal with Zara Jenkins, right? I remember being glad to hear that the language of God was made into a movie. I know you've been pretty adamant about rejecting offers. Why did you grow up and choose a director? ”

He unpacked the details in advance. The audience was very interested in hearing about the movie, but the host also put a picture on the screen dressed exactly as it appeared in the film.

“The three of you were together? ”

The facilitator spoke to Coin there and Coin released a few things about what had happened in Germany.

“When I happened to go to Korea, how did things get out of hand? Director Jenkins drank too much the day before and puked six times on his way to the airport. ”

“I'd like to hear more. Did you drink with him? ”

“No. Alone. I didn't want to throw up on the plane. It was crazy that day, and Zahra had a habit of getting into the corner when she was drunk, and she got sweaty while she was in the bathroom drying it out. ”

The facilitator went into a little more detail about what happened in Germany. A joint, restaurant, bookstore, library, museum, or tourist attraction. He said, as the horse grew longer.

“How was the coin for two years without any coincidence? ”

Coin said without hesitation.

“That was good.”

“Are you short of breath because there's no coincidence? ”

“It was my world. But that doesn't mean that it affected my life. It didn't change my life by accident. ”

“But a little bit. The nonfiction that I wrote at the time was a big talk. What about coincidences? Aren't you nervous about playing coins? ”

He said, a little less so.

“A little bit. It wasn't like me. Of course, I was jealous. But I wasn't playing either. I liked that I had a lot of books to read. ”

The facilitator said with a satisfied expression.

“Let's change the mood a little bit. ”

He frowns under his desk with a silly look. Then I came out with a box. It said that there were fewer topics for audience conversations.

“There may be some stimulating topics. First love.”

The facilitator's eyes turned towards him.

“But do you have a girlfriend? ”

“Nothing.”

“Why? There must be a lot of people who want you. Show off a little bit of glamour. ”

He shakes his head with a sound of the wind.

“I don't know what you're imagining, but I think it's going to be a lot different. ”

“How is it different? ”

The facilitator gladly let him go when he tried to silence him. It was because the butterfly was standing behind the camera with his arms crossed.

“Very well. But if there's anything in this box that asks for your privacy, it's inevitable. ”

The facilitator pushed out the box, adding something unnecessary. The coin has been carefully manipulated to pull out a piece of paper from the chest. The facilitator checked the content and made an ambiguous face.

“That's an intrinsic question. Good.”

He flips the paper.

“Why I was born in this world. ”

He agreed for the first time with the facilitator. It was an essential question. A tantrum-like applause spread out in the auditorium.

“Tell me.”

Coin passes on the answer. He thought he needed some time to think, but he had to sigh and open his mouth.

“Well, what is it? To write? ”

As soon as I thought about it, Coin laughed at me. He was not hurt because he had already taken care of it.

“So what do you think coins are? ”

“A combination of sperm and eggs. Crystal implantation. Growing as a fetus. Born human."

“I thought it was science time. ”

The facilitator expressed his admiration. It was an encouragement. It was the only coincidence not to lift the ribbon in front of the coin. I wanted to show the relationship between the two of them. The two were equals. You can discuss at the same location. Then, he said.

“Why not make up for the mistakes you've made in your past life? ”

“That's a ridiculous assumption. ”

“Why do you think that is? ”

The coin was fermented, but it was hard to disagree with interest.

“What's the symbol for stealing a lifetime's memories? And make up for your mistakes? That would be foolish. ”

“You think I'm an idiot? ”

“Yes. Humans only make mistakes. Not to mention me. My whole life is a mistake. I was born again. ”

“Indeed.”

He briefly changed his direction.

“Well, how about this? Do not repeat the same mistake. ”

The coin narrows its mouth. At least you're feeling better.

“But you don't have to be born again. ”

“· · · · · · · Yes. Unless you die.”

He looked at the camera for a moment and said.

“The conclusion is I don't want to die by myself. ”

It came to a strange conclusion. The coin stands up and sees the facilitator. The facilitator, who was watching the conversation between the two people, quickly responded. What's the matter with you?

“I didn't like this topic in the first place. Why are you looking for that? ”

“Why? I've been thinking about it for a while. mostly during the hormonally active adolescence period. ”

“I think that's kind of an interesting topic. ”

“Right?"

“But I also know what Coin wants to say. ”

The facilitator looked at him. He sat down and said.

“People are not things. ”

“Yes?”

“It's not worth it. ”

He raised the cup on the table.

“Like this cup, it's not intended for use, it's not intended for developers. ”

Finding meaning may seem to be looking for a place to use it. I think I'm looking for precautions and ingredient tags that are written somewhere on my body.

“Sometimes you wish it had been used like a cup when it was closed. doing things like worrying about career paths. ”

A person can take water by hand depending on the situation. But a cup cannot become a person under any circumstances.

“There was something like this in the coin novel. ”

So he expected laughter in the first place. Coin said as usual.

“Pretend you know something? ”

“Or not. ”

If it weren't for that, I wouldn't have listened to it. The facilitator created the situation for the two of them to have a little more conversation.

“There was something about each of you that you disliked about each other. You didn't agree with me a moment ago, did you? Let's start with coincidence.”

He rolled his head. I don't know what to say. The coin stares straight at you with its hot eyes. I said it with a slight exaggeration.

“Stop breaking cups. ”

“Cup?”

“Cup?”

Coins and the facilitator asked simultaneously.

“Coins break mugs all the time. Very often, so I'd like you to pay a little attention. I feel sorry for the cups that change every time. When I go to his house, I don't get bored looking at the debris in the sink. ”

“My goodness.”

Coin is the face of who you are, worrying about the circumstances of our mug.

“Is there anything else? Speak up. Camera's clear. Where else could this be? ”

“Actually, a little gossip is usually shared with each other. I can't remember if I asked you to do something new. ”

“Coins?”

“I don't like its existence. ”

The facilitator finished his tasting. But he still has the card. It's a sure way to encourage two people.

“You were both nominated. The Ennula Prize.”

At last, he sits down, regaining his grief.

“You two have a deep connection at the awards ceremony. Coin was the proxy winner. This time, you'll be joining us by chance, right? ”

“Yes, I will. ”

This time, I decided to take part. There will be no surrogacy. There will be no whispers.

“So, you two will be sitting next to each other at the ceremony? ”

The facilitator continued to ask questions with a joyful face.

“I want to ask Coin first. How does it feel to have such a young writer as a rival? Is that more burdensome? ”

The coin opens its mouth.

Coins and Coins by chance (5) End

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