Life, Once Again!

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It's June. The rascals are already going to school in half-arms. I like it when I wear autonomous clothes like this. I left the house in a thin teat because the floor was less cold. Plug your earphones into your ears and step on the bike. The landscapes are drawn out to the front. Early in the morning, I see a child walking with his mother's hands in his hands. You have a yellow bag on your back. A yellow hat and set.

Probably on his way to kindergarten.

‘Then why is it yellow? ’

When I think of useless questions, I suddenly realize it's school. I got off my bicycle and passed by my student advisor with confidence again today.

The master looks at the floor's head and smiles gladly. Short, athletic hair. Hairstyle has always been a sportcut because it was a floor that was not interested in stylish hair.

When I took my bike to the cradle, I could see the bike tied up.

“It's a great bike anytime. ”

“Buy one. ”

I turned around, showing the smile as if it were visible. I would have ignored it if it was the same before, but I recently shared some greetings. After being away from Changhua, I seem to have stopped being a prude. Thanks to this, it was a bump from the class, but nowadays it seemed to be going well and chatting with the other kids.

I still go to school alone.

I opened the back door of the classroom and threw the bag on the desk right in front of me. A wave of dead body next to you gives a faint greeting.

“You're here...? ”

“Why are you going to die so early on a happy Friday morning? ”

“... was destroyed yesterday. It was 10: 00 when I got home. I had a dream, and smiling Sam came out and cursed at me. ”

A shivering flutter. The dark circles appear to be faint. Dark circles at the age of 17.

“Two days to go. ”

“A day, to be exact. I'm done for the day. ”

“It's still morning. So, what do you think, everybody's perfect now? ”

It was three weeks ago when I heard you had your first run. It was early May, overlapping with the first time I visited the children's home along with Sujin. I know you've been rehearsing your dress lately. The act of wearing stage clothes and using all the tools and props. I heard that he has been to the cultural hall where he actually performs.

And I'm going to borrow this quote from the doppelganger that I saw there, and I'm going to say, "It's really, really big." That's about it. 500 seats would have been a lot of pressure for the kids.

“Perfect? Huh-huh, perfect……. ”

I think I'm half crazy.

I watched her practice in group time. The members of the theater were clearly different. First off, no one sees the script in the fifth floor auditorium. All you have to do is check the script for a smile. Everything else seems to be inputted into your head.

I've seen the floor run once. The drama went from beginning to end and was perfect to the curtain call. I was applauding without even knowing it.

I don't know how hard I tried.

After finishing the run neatly, the members immediately gathered and carefully blocked each other and checked each other's deficiencies.

The smile was enough to explain if there was a blockage while watching at the side.

‘After I left, the practice was almost a level of training. ’

Maybe she's been rehearsing her dress since 5: 00. I don't know exactly. I just have a hunch that the next day I will see this excruciating tremor.

“Wow, are you here? ”

A colony sits in front of the first minute walks this way. The drooping shifted and was in similar condition.

“Hey. Why are those guys having to do the preliminaries the day after tomorrow? ”

The floor squeezed the shoulders of two friends, meaning to be strong.

“Yes. Tomorrow, Moretti. ”

“I'm going to tell you to die. ”

“I was a little exhausted when you were talking yesterday. ”

“You. ”

Dojin and Daegu sigh as they stare at each other for a moment and draw out the script.

“Shall I lead?”

“Let's.”

He was two friends who read the script that would be imprinted in his head.

“Good work, everyone. ”

The floor falls to its knees, praying for a duel with two friends. This side was tired from its own business. When the theater department spent the night frying blood into the Southern World Series, the youth theater competition also helped the floor to swim through the puppet theater.

Yesterday I got a call from Sujin asking for help early in the morning. It was exactly 5: 00. Apparently, they told him it was opening day. I was afraid to ask for my home address when I said I would help out in a daze.

He gives me a rattling home address, hangs up the phone, stares at the clock dazed, and the bell rings. I woke up and opened the door with a scruffy molehill, and there was a resin standing outside. Sujin, wearing a white coat, smiled and gestured to come out quickly.

At that moment, the floor was able to read the rash expression of the smile on Sujin's face. I heard your friend looks alike. You left a note on the dining table and followed the trail.

Soojin was headed to an orphanage. On the way, it was said that the orphanage was about to be demolished, and there was no time other than today.

The battle that arrived at dawn. It was a strange schedule that arrived at dawn. As soon as I met the principal of the Qingsol Orphanage, they hugged each other and cried. The floor, which was not emotional enough to cry together with the two women, was just standing there shrugged.

After a short round of rounds, the preparations began. It was not a small red car that I had always driven, but a genuine gray barn car. A huge amount of dolls and toys poured out of the back seat that I hadn't even checked. It was clothing and food together.

Now I'm curious.

What is the occupation of Jin Jin?

“Me? Do stuff. Hehe.”

Hehe Rani, how do I connect that clumsy laugh with the funding that will spread so much gifts? I thought about it for a little while, but then I stopped thinking.

You must be rich.

I decided to relax.

The orphanage only cared for children under the age of 7. It was originally said that they lived with children under the age of 18, but when it became difficult to manage and less supportive, they sent them from big children with strong self-reliance one by one to another, and they remained like this.

It was a bitter reality. Even the orphanage had a gap between rich and poor. An orphanage with a generous patron or a generous patron on a masscom and an orphanage that does not. The place I found with Sujin clearly belongs to the latter.

Outdated facilities and few teachers. Even those teachers are going to another orphanage soon.

“It's an orphanage now, but it's not an orphanage anymore. ”

The headmaster of the late fifties smiled bitterly, touching the iron gate, which was engraved at the Chungssol Orphanage.

Sujin said he wanted to make memories for the children one last time before the orphanage disappeared. A small event that may someday be forgotten, she said, can be satisfied if she can go to a new facility and reminisce about this moment and smile a little bit.

Alternative life was a full-body reality.

After moving the packed gifts into the orphanage, the full show began. Kids come as soon as they see Soojin! I yelled and welcomed her. She was popular everywhere. Both children and adults liked it.

Who doesn't like a woman who smiles so much and earnestly for others? I think again, but the man who will take Soojin is blessed.

You're so busy you don't even know how the morning went by. 30. To be precise, I gave clothes and gifts to each of the 37 children. The gift contained a letter written by Sujin himself.

The floor sticks out its tongue. A handwritten letter for a gift that reminds me of the packaging. clothing and toys to suit the kids' personality.

How much time and care will I spend?

“It's going to be hard. They have to start over in a strange environment. So I want to make a little memory that I can count on. Then one day I suddenly remembered this moment and said," I had fun. 'If you think about it, you don't want anything more. Of course, if you were big enough to think that, you wouldn't remember. ”

In one word, I felt the love for my children, which was the number 37 children called by their names.

This place seemed pretty special to Sujin, too.

Sujin said that he had read the look on the floor.

“It's my hometown. ”

Oh, I see.

It was so sunny that when I was a kid, I didn't seem to know anything about pain or pain. Su-jin said a little more about his past.

“I met my parents when I was just about the age of the floor. Good people.He scolds when he scolds, and hugs when he hugs. The day they blamed my birth parents, they changed it. That's when I thought I should be like my parents. Of course, they're beyond compare to me. ”

Soojin's flawless smile did not look as light as light because of the thick concentration of shade she experienced. She gets up through the pain and changes herself. She must have helped both of them, but most of what changed her was her effort.

The floor says, "Great.” I tried to say, but I swallowed it. That was not appropriate for her. I thought it would be very rude to rate her life as four words. So I closed my mouth.

In the afternoon, I had a barbecue at the orphanage grounds. We have meat and vegetables for 30 adults to eat. The children laughed, chattered, and ate the meat that Sujin baked.

“Hard, isn't it?"

“Yes, it's hard. ”

“Foot. I like that about the floor. All that blatant and honest talk. ”

“I'm a good liar. But it only distinguishes. Who you shouldn't do with who you shouldn't. ”

7: 00 p.m.

It's all settled. The children who were chatting excitedly and playing were gathered and asleep.

“Thank you.”

“Thank you so much. ”

The day at the orphanage ended with the principal and Sujin hugging. It was the two of them who came up to the water source to drive the Buryburia car again.

I gave the white envelope to the floor where Sujin stopped in front of the house. I didn't want the floor because it was money. I did it because I liked it. I got a lot of help.

It was a self-contained puppet show with no stage equipment, no script, no sound, but it taught me the basics of theater. I felt with my body that communication with the audience was the foundation of the play and that it was everything.

It's not enough to pay tuition fees.

I had no reason to accept it.

However, Sujin stepped out of the car and handed the envelope back as a reminder that he was a smiling friend. It's really cute that you won't go home if you don't take it.).

“I'm the one who called you on time, not on the weekends. And I borrowed a precious day. So, of course, you have to pay for it. That's an adult rule. Are you an adult on the floor?”

It was a voice that calmed the child.

The floor lifts. I received the envelope saying I would use it well. I came into the house behind Sujin waving my hands to get in.

My mom asked me where I was going, and the floor showed me the envelope. There were 150,000 won in the envelope, which was expected to contain around 30,000 won.

“What did you do? ”

“…… labor? ”

That's what happened last night.

The floor was as tired as the kids in the theater department.

* * *

5 Just before the start of the teaching.

Taesik, a theater teacher, came to explain the situation and summoned three people. Maru, Dojin, and Daemyung follow Tai Tai to the fifth floor auditorium.

“For the first time in my life, I want to take a class. ”

“Me too. If I think of smiling, ugh. ”

Two days before the regionals. The school has allowed me to skip class and practice. Taichuk went up the stairs and said, "Let's do well.” There was a firm resolution. "The two friends who were chattering heavily nodded their heads.

Everyone was already gathered in the auditorium.

There was also a smile.

Then there was Soojin and another man I had never seen.

“Hey, Maruya. ”

Soojin waves his hand.

Thanks to this, I was able to get the eyes of the theater staff in one piece. The floor waves its hands with a clumsy smile.

“What, do you know her? ”

Dojin stabs you in the side. The floor is roughly intimate and stands next to the members standing in line.

“The floor is this way. ”

A smile pointed to the man I'd never seen before with my finger. It's 175 before and after. It's similar to the current floor. You're in good shape. You look like a man with a clear, thick chin. And the eyes, thoughtful but a little playful, were telling me that he was an unusual man.

“Hello again. ”

Again?

It was when the floor was wondering. His voice was regenerated in his head.

“Ah. I'll see you at the Chungcheon Theatre then.... ”

“I remember. Nice to meet you. It is Hong Geun-su, the older brother who is standing there. ”

The man smiles.

The floor opened its mouth small.

Flood number 1 Cheongcheon.

A face that rises from a faded memory.

The future star.

Following the musical, he also performed well on the screen and produced 5 films from 10 million people. There was a figure who became the great man of the movie world, doing great work even after fifty years.

Memories are memories that pop up in succession. The memories that sank deep unconscious come back to life.

"Yeah, I was driving the bus and I heard this guy on the radio. ’

But wait a minute.

These are the memories of being calm again. Blur and fade away. However, there is still what the flood looks like when it ages.

Mediocre, chic, and Mediterranean.

“Why? Are you surprised you're so handsome? ”

When the floor stares at you, the rooster says playfully.

“Here's the thing. ”

“What?"

“Oh, no. ”

Twenty-nine actors who were named after heavy acting were quite pleasant.

“Here we go! Here we go. ”

A smile gathered my gaze as I applauded. It is a tension that increases the amount of shovel time. The floor was able to see the faces of the different deputies.

“This is the only dress rehearsal I have left. Let's keep it clean.”

“Yes!”

It was an overwhelming answer, as well as a busy team.

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Thank you, Sun-choko.

I need to see the microbes I didn't see yesterday.

Phew. The surrogate actor is so good at acting that I just want to smack him.

Really.

membranes.