Great Novelist

We saw coincidence. Hope remembered that day well. He also had a faint smile on his mouth. Hope was pleased with his reaction.

“You saw a coincidence? ”

“Surprise.”

You hear a loud noise behind your back. It's as tall as a mule. The wish was to sit and look at her for a long time. Even though it is the same age as hope, it is very large. I heard he grew 5 cm in 2 months. Compared to that, I felt like I had a broom. Hope has brought her into the conversation as a companion who has shared secrets.

“You heard us talking to the teacher, right? ”

“You heard him.”

She nods loudly. The three of them had gone back to look for the stuff that they had left at the day care center. A mobile phone of hope. At the time, the wish was almost insane. By the time I got to the welfare center, I was in a bad mood. They entered the building together, comforting that hope.

“There is!”

Hope lifted up the phone that was sitting high in the locker with the tears of a chicken shit. There was relief and shame at the end of the void.

“Keep it safe. ”

She taps the back of hope. He nods at you.

“Let's go back. ”

It was then that I heard an unexpected sound outside. All three hid themselves in the classroom. It was a reflexive gesture. I heard the teacher's voice, excited as usual, killing my breath and feeling nervous.

“I'm so glad you're finally here. ”

There is one person who answers.

“You said you were going to publish the article. ”

“Of course it was a joke. But I think we all need to know the good things. Mr. Joo-ho.”

Who's Mr. Joo-ho? Three people make eye contact, but shake their heads. The voice grows closer.

“I was able to study on a good desk. We replaced the slabs. We also added new coatings. The same is true of the buildings where children sleep. Thanks to you, it's a better place to stay. ”

The door of the next class opens. The voice gets closer. My mouth was parched.

“You could have just sent me a picture. ”

A man named Mr. Joo-ho says. The teacher smiled furiously. I felt strong fondness for my voice.

“But you'd better see for yourself. If it's a coincidence that you can't come during the day, you can introduce the classroom under the moonlight. ”

“You're a former poet. ”

“I'm ashamed.”

Hope closed its mouth with both hands. It was because I thought I would scream carelessly otherwise. I felt a deep breath. He raises his head and opens his mouth. He is a fan of coincidence. I always read accidental books. It was a coincidence. The wish was to gently stroke his phone.

“What a coincidence that you were donating. ”

She speaks in a shallow voice. Coincidence is in the hallway now. Coincidence in the welfare center. The wish looked through the classroom door. I felt like I wanted the door to open and I just wanted it to pass me by. My heart was beating fast. The face of an invisible coincidence floats in my head.

“Oh, if you look in the bathroom over there, ”

The teacher's voice goes away. The wish was to breathe out. He slaps the shoulder of hope. Point your finger at the door. That was our cue to leave now. The three of them rushed out of there. I couldn't forget the look on his face that day. I knocked his expressionless hand and asked.

“Are we just going to stay like this? ”

He asked the hope.

“What if it's not like this? ”

“We know what the world doesn't know! ”

Wishes pierce his neck between his books and his face. He was bored.

“Are you still going to stand there reading coincidental books? ”

“What can we do? ”

“I can do anything anyone else can do. ”

“Then buy me a house. ”

“It will in about 30 years. ”

Hope shifts its opponent and looks up at her. She sat down. Hope knows she feels the same way.

“There's a lot we can do, actually. Especially in this era. ”

He raises his head silently. She shakes her hopeful phone.

“These people aren't doing anything great. ”

The article I was just reading is shaking together.

“Let's post? ”

“You're good at it. ”

He is the best writer in the workforce. I am often complimented by my former poet teacher. He kept his mouth shut. She twists her legs.

“I've actually been thinking ever since that night. I want to tell her somewhere. I don't think I'm the only one. ”

He sighs a little.

“Let's go.”

“Where?”

He said with a small impression.

“Where am I? It's the computer room. I sort of wrote it in my head. ”

“Yay!”

Hope took a fist and followed behind her. The taller she was, the quickest and most effective site she could post on.

“The paper should be here. ”

“I'll keep an eye on him. ”

Hope looked outside the computer room. The three of them quickly brought the plan to life.

*

“Shouldn't we start now? ”

“I still have time. ”

Coin said without checking the time. He has a confident attitude. He doesn't say much because he wants to take care of it.

“Why didn't you give me a tour? ”

“I've looked everywhere. ”

“What about Susan's gift? ”

He said with a nagging face.

“I bought it.”

He lay on his sheep couch, his house. And I said,

“Take up a hobby, at least. ”

“What are you saying all of a sudden? ”

“You're a little heavy. ”

He looks up at the ceiling of the house with nothing. He laughed a little.

“You sound like a Zara director. ”

“He's an asshole, but sometimes he's right. ”

“I'm sure you'll be happy to pass it on. ”

“Don't do anything useless. ”

He asked him.

“What are you going to do when you get back? ”

“I'm thinking of writing a scenario. I've been getting requests for a while now. ”

“What's the subject? ”

“Love.”

That's a curious subject. When Coin meets Love, what scenario will be born?

“Unlike the gumdrop you used. ”

“You can't be talking about waterlogged gum. ”

Worms don't leave traces.

“Yes. It's not love that's obsolete and no longer used. ”

“First love is not love. ”

“Memories."

“Then why don't they call it a first memory? ”

We talked about this for a long time until Coin got up from his seat and loaded himself into a taxi that he had already called.

“Get in. We're not done here. ”

I forcibly burn Australia, who was just going to walk out and enter. He sighed and sat next to him.

“You just have to be asked if you have a girlfriend. ”

“What's that supposed to mean? And I was asked that question because they prepared that question. ”

Different people were busy passing by the airport. The coin made its way across the desk without hesitation. He said quite a lot, so he approached the vending machine. I was thinking between Coke and Coffee and someone talked behind my back.

“Isn't that a coincidence? ”

He confirmed the location of the coin with his eyes. I thought about it for a moment and said small.

“Yes, hello. ”

“Oh, my.”

The man with the sunglasses over his head looks at himself with an impressive eye. He picked a pineapple-flavoured beverage out of clutter.

“Just one thing · · · · · · ·. ”

Though he could not hear the latter, he guessed and nodded.

“Did you really donate 10 billion? ”

I doubted my ears.

“10 billion?”

“Yes. 10 billion. ”

I was deeply embarrassed by the respect and desires she sent me. You are not worthy of that kind of gaze.

“How could you think of donating all that money to the world? You're amazing.”

“No, what? ”

“You've done a lot of good things. I wish my son was half the man he was. ”

Nothing. Ten billion dollars, the word "donation," floats through my mind. I don't know the situation. He unconsciously stubbed his pocket. There's nothing in it. His phone was at home. Eventually, he did what he could.

“Do you want me to take a picture? ”

“It's an honor! You should brag to your son."

He got himself into an angle. The coin was on the phone with someone as soon as it got out. He hurried toward him.

“Do you know what I just heard? ”

“Wait.”

The coin raises its hand to block the horse and listens to the call. Then he looks up and down with his eyes. I had a bad feeling. He asked with his phone in his ear.

“Did you donate 10 billion? ”

He could not understand the situation.

$10 billion in accidental donations? Reports are coming from everywhere. I had help by chance.

Coincidentally donating 10 billion? More than you can imagine! Emerging Situations. Conversations from past interviews.

Accidental Total Property? What is the income ranking for overseas novelists?

A recent contribution of 18 billion British novelists. I wonder if it's a coincidence.

Accidental donations. He just took a million first editions from Fernand Publishing.

Are you even trying to study incurable diseases? What's the coincidence? Currently, the language of God has been exported to translations in about 40 countries and was recently on a cannula.

Incidental acts of war, poverty, homelessness, single mothers, etc., everywhere. One by one, known to the world. Words spill.

The glory of a traitor, the glory of coincidence. An enormous donation, a interest in his fortune. 23 years old this year. A respectable choice of young writers.

His contribution so far has been kept secret. Why is it known? It started as a welfare officer.

Accidental illness. People who oppose him. A heartwarming story that coincidentally hid.

Arguments arising from the abstinence of the Great Prize nominees, indiscriminate attacks on coincidence, and unbearable children. Coincidence is known to the world.

Incidental past interview talk. His lifestyle surprised the press as well. The secret to simple life?

Donate all under the name of the Starship. Make a name for yourself as the world's top earner?

What shares does he have in his donations? Global attention. A big round of applause for a great novelist.

It is appropriate to refuse the recognition nomination and be complimented. Scandals spoken by flat-line critics.

Incidentally, indiscreet information is spreading. Correcting incorrect facts. Donations are true, but it's hard to pinpoint the exact amount. Take a guess.

10 billion? 10 billion?

I want to live a life of chance.

I want to live like a coincidence.

How much do you make?

I think he's moving everything. 10 billion real?

At least the caretaker's right. I was on the air when the kids posted their own posts.

It's a coincidence. About 10 billion.

A round of applause for the courage of the children after seeing the bad news.

I think it would be unfair to think that I did a good thing by accident.

They said it was a coincidence from the beginning.

I'm a junior high school student, and I wrote really well.

I heard it was the three of you.Anyway, it seems like you're donating to various places. A former poet named Welfare Director.

Let's not curse coincidences.

If she had made that kind of money at that age, she would have bought a house, bought a car, used it on a computer in a gaming machine, 10 billion in seconds.

Isn't that obvious? If you have money, you should spend it.

Coincidence in spending money to donate.

There was a reason why he did not go up to the Old Testament. There are also causes to the outcome.

I want you to donate it to me.

I will not work if I can make enough money to donate 10 billion. Why do I write by accident?

You've been in the army. Why do you live like that?

What art is that?

I'm not sure if 10 billion is real or not.

I think it will be around 10 billion.

He talked to an expert for a long time. I heard you're working with a trusted group.

I make a lot of money and donate a lot.

Why are you writing? Making that much money?

If I happen to buy a building and live as a building forever.

If I'm accidental, I'll catch it as a basic break for 20 years. Anyway, it's not a coincidence.

I wrote when I had money, so I have faith that I will write when I don't have money.

10 Billion Truth (2) End

lim Han-baek