Great Novelist

“I think Taylor's translation is excellent. ”

“Yes, but it's definitely different from the manuscript. You know the difference better than anyone. ”

Adam empowers himself. He was silent. A beam of light spills out through a large window. Adam looks away for a moment.

“Your English readers are waiting for you. ”

He laughed a little. Adam reacts quickly.

“Of course, I'm not asking for an answer right now. ”

“Have you read my article in the meantime? ”

“Of course, it's a translation. ”

He knows coincidence beyond translation. Everything he reads is in English. It was inevitable.

“Translation is a process. The result changes as you go through it. It's different from what the native speakers know about the book. Taylor is very good at that, and he's not complaining, but I want to read it a little bit closer. ”

He asked with an elegant gesture. I didn't feel like I was faking it, so it was a big gesture. He glances at his busy fingertips.

“Don't you have that in mind? wanting to reach a little more people in person. ”

Adam raises his fingertips.

“If so, there's no better chance. ”

“But I don't intend to write one by one in every language in the world. ”

“English is different. ”

English flows naturally from his mouth.

“Let's leave the English language system, its history, its efficiency, and look at the current situation. It's true that they speak international languages. I prefer French to English, but I admit it. English has power. ”

He is silent, Adam says.

“You don't have to focus on the language of English. because if I was Italian, I would have increased the strength of Italian. My goal is simple. ”

He asked with an unsuspecting tone of voice.

“You can write. ”

He told the truth.

“I can write. ”

The language acquisition device in your brain is functioning safely.

“I don't want to. ”

Adam says softly. Many tempting conditions emerged from his mouth.

“You can do simultaneous publishing with Korea. I hear you enjoy a different experience, but don't you think it would be fun? ”

I thought of a reason to decline. Not really. In fact, I want to try it more. I write novels in English. I've never done this before. He paused and said.

“I'll think about it.”

The next day, Ahjussi sent an acceptance email.

“Coincidence writer? ”

You hear Adam's voice over the phone. He replied face to face with the butterfly.

“The reason I contacted you is because ”

He began to talk about his work. Communicate in detail what the author's manuscript is going through. He listened quietly.

“I guess I have a lot of work to do. I hope you'll find a good translator for us. ”

The content is too interesting to ruin with translation. In Adam's praise, he swept his chin. The phone was soon disconnected. Butterflies, who were listening to what they were stealing, said.

“It's a strange feeling that coincidences translate into Korean. ”

In South Korea, Netherwood publishers were preparing to publish. The butterfly stares at itself. I knew what she wanted to say.

“You don't translate yourself, do you? ”

He shakes his head.

“You've been offered several times. ”

“We're done working together. ”

I don't translate myself He sat down to fix the posture.

“I have something to discuss about that. ”

“Go ahead.”

The butterfly quickly changed its face and asked.

“I'm talking about the translation. ”

“Yes.”

“May I make a suggestion to the publisher about the translation? ”

“What exactly do you want? ”

“To be exact. ”

He said what he had been thinking ever since he heard Adam ask him to write in English.

“We've decided to open a translation competition. ”

Nam-Kyung looked at him sitting across from him and said, He listens to him with a calm face. Nam-Kyung recalled the coincidence that he had brought a sudden offer.

“I took your opinion. ”

He said that he was not pleased.

“I guess you felt like working with a skilled translator. ”

Nam-Kyung made a big smile.

“We were going to recruit one from the whole literature team. There are a lot of people with long careers. and a lot of celebrity writers. ”

Nam-Kyung asked lightly.

“You didn't like it? ”

“No way. I would have translated it myself. ”

“I wouldn't wish for anything more. We wanted you to do it for us. ”

“Agent Butterfly said, ”

“I beg your pardon?”

“There will be a lot of people who want to translate my work. ”

“· · · · · · · · There will be a lot. I'm getting ready.”

“You don't think I'm doing this for my career, do you? ”

He said as he looked at the penis.

“Let's just look at the translation and pick it out. ”

“Yes. It's blinded, so you don't have to like it. ”

He said, rolling his eyes.

“Well, it's not bad for the company. There will be talk, there will be publicity, there will be real talent, there will be nothing to hope for, and this is the way to draw it anyway, so it's possible just in case, and in fact, translation is always a mouth-watering problem. I had an opinion about the competition. ”

It was getting delayed by something like that. Nam-Kyung leaned against his backrest.

“The writer pulled the trigger. ”

The name coincidence is effective in making things big.

“All that's left is a group of skilled translators, as you wish. ”

“Anyone will show up. ”

He said in an oddly confident manner.

*

“10 billion.”

“Coincidence lives alone. ”

“What will you do for 10 billion? ”

Seogwang turned his eyes from the book and looked where the sound was heard. They're in the same class. The two of them fell in love with the story. Pass through.

“I want to be a coincidence too. ”

I stopped by when the distance was nearest. I stared at the back of the two people. After opening the classroom door, his guardian called out to him. Seogwang read the book in his hand and walked with his subordinate. He was holding a book full of hands.

“Hey, aren't you a genius? ”

His successor suddenly said.

“What?”

“Aren't you a genius? Whatever book you're talking about, you've read it. ”

Seogwang turned over the bookshelf without concealing his disappearance.

“What a genius. He's a reader. ”

“That's not what you're doing. I've never seen anyone like you since I was born. ”

He still looked at me with bored eyes, walking around with a book in his hand.

“For three months, you've been trying to read eight books a day. It's about 720 volumes. And it was a manuscript, right? It was a real-time photo op. I made bets with my subordinates. ”

“After throwing up, I took a break. ”

I do not think it is a preferred method of reading. At that time, the goal was to meet only a variety of sentences.

“I've never seen you challenge me to eight bottles of alcohol, but I've never seen you challenge me to eight books. ”

“Eight bottles? Did you intend to die? ”

“Rumor has it he succeeded. ”

“Where else have you heard such vain rumors? ”

Seogwang recalled that moment and shook his head.

“I think up to 3 books a day are right for me. Thin and long.”

“I would be grateful if I could just read three pages a day. ”

“Reading a lot is not necessarily a good thing. Why don't you introduce me to a book on reading? ”

“That's enough.”

He said in a voice with the chief.

“It's so unusual. Sunbae.”

Seogwang watched as he moved the book to the laboratory.

“It's because you haven't seen any really unusual people. ”

“I'm looking at it now. ”

Seogwang shakes his head decisively. The friend who spent time with him in his studies was real.

“He'll never live again. ”

“Who?”

“Yes. The one who wants to be great. ”

He narrowed his eyes and said.

“Someone's saying such a big thing? ”

“There is.”

Plus, I'm halfway there. There are those in this world.

“Looks like he was vaccinated himself. ”

“Vaccination?”

“Immunity in all situations. ”

“Are you a doctor aspiring student? The kind that wants to save humanity and become a great man? ”

Seogwang smiled and said.

“He's not such a jerk. ”

In front of the lab, Seogwang left the book he was reading on the book he was holding. Then I turned around.

“Did you read it all? ”

“Yes, I've read everything I wanted to read. Take good care of him.”

“I can't believe you're not going to help me. ”

He opened the door and went inside. Seogwang went back the way he came.

“How's my stonemason friend? ”

I called him on the way. The other person answered the phone shortly. Recently, I receive it well. He must have done something.

“What's going on? ”

I hear voices of coincidence. His voice sounds slightly calmer than usual, but he ignores it and says.

“Great novelist. ”

“What are you talking about? ”

A quiet voice. It is a mixture of slightly vain laughter. He did not change his voice after listening to Seogwang's words.

“I wish you'd quit such a testament. ”

“It's okay because you didn't say your name. ”

A sigh came from over the phone. A moment of preliminary action occurred. Seogwang asked with a curious mind.

“Do you have something to say? ”

“No.”

“So what's the matter? ”

No more talking.

“Just that the news is surprisingly slow. ”

“What news? What award did you win again? Oh, did you donate 10 billion this time? ”

“It's not like that. ”

“What?”

“I thought you knew and called again. ”

Seogwang stopped walking and asked.

“What?”

Silence passes. I hear a rattling sound, says the Lord.

“I don't need to hear it from my mouth to find out. ”

“Then may I tell you, hello? ”

This bastard looks at the broken screen and moves his hand. Something passed in the search term before it even typed two letters: coincidence. Seogwang slowly read the contents.

“Coincidental translation? ”

Seogwang examined the contents. I saw the title of the article Fernand Publisher, Incidentally, English, Translator's Publication, Anyone Sending a Translation

“I'll tell you what. ”

I ran out quickly.

Accidental Translator (1) End

lim Han-baek