Life, Once Again!

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“What do you mean it's a mess? ”

Yun Jing stood up and asked. The script in your hand is slightly crumpled. The static came to me for a moment, as if I had splashed cold water. As expected, the floor spoke boldly.

“It's been a month since I practiced. Summer vacation's in a week, right? The University Theatre section. I've heard that youth theater matches the national stage, don't you? ”

“No, you're right. ”

“So we have to practice. We're almost there. Today is July 15th. On the 22nd, we're on vacation and the competition is in early August. It's only a matter of time. ”

“We're already perfect. ”

Yoon Jeong made an arrangement. But the eyes are shaking. What does she think of herself now?

[The floor is right. I have to practice. But if you bring it up here....]

I know, but I can't say. The inside of Yun seemed very complicated. Worried about what everyone here does. It was a very short moment, but the majority of people looked at the stone.

The head of the stone slumps back down.

“If you don't practice a day, you say you know it. If you don't do it in two days, your friend says that if you don't do it in three days, everybody knows. It's a proverb, but it can't be ignored. We've been playing for a month. ”

“You play. You lead every time. ”

Yoon Jeong said as he presented the script forward. The floor looks pathetic to her.

“Mr. Yoon Jeong. ”

“Why?”

“Are you good at acting or are you good at acting? ”

“… huh? ”

“When you first came to class, you clearly said you needed a backer to create a play together. ”

“Well, I did. ”

“Let me ask you one more time. Do you want to make a play, or do you want to keep the play? ”

“That's ……. ”

Yun Jung was unable to answer and shut up. Flooring knew Yun's answer. She's passionate. She is sincere in front of the play. Of course she wants to raise the pole. But she has one trauma, no, the whole sophomore year.

The theater department itself has been overwhelmed with conflicts between the second and third graders. The floor saw that her hesitation was due to the hesitation of second-graders.

If we try to fix the problem here, we'll have a disagreement. What if all the first-graders turn their backs? What if I spend another year in vain?

The idea will be underlying. Deep enough that you don't even realize it yourself.

Until now, I have not even thought about it because of the coercive way of smiling, but I am now a sophomore who has become the owner of the department. It means there are more things to think about.

I know, but I can't do it.

Reason for hesitating even though the theater department is just transforming into a nice tea party.

The irony of liking theater is that it created this situation.

“Sounds arrogant. You can think of all the nonsense that people who haven't participated. Now I know how irrational my words are, and I know how incompetent they are. He's out of the picture. because he was just watching. ”

Saying what someone outside the line says to someone inside the line is outrageous.

There is no big difference between one and two experiences. However, the difference between a person who has never experienced it and someone who has never experienced it before is, to be exaggerated, the difference in the end of the universe.

0 and 1.

with or without.

The floor watched how they had made efforts and did not make them. So, even if you look at what you say, don't be shaken and pick it up.

The floor lowers its head slightly. Even the crowd is looking a little suspicious. This is how two friends react. No one else needs to look.

“But he's as good as he looks. Now, in a word, theater is a mess. I'm telling you how messed up it is to know you're watching. ”

His eyebrows twitched.

“Hey, hey, hey. ”

“I'm sorry, but we'll hear from you in a minute. They were all feeling it a little bit. I don't know what the play will look like if this gets stuck. If you like the play where you just get together, read the script a few times, and have a little chat and leave, I have nothing more to say. You can certainly raise the pole. But you shouldn't expect that to be the same drama that you've been practicing so hard over the last three months. Like I just said, even a pro takes three days off, and people recognize him. But we're amateurs. Practice a day, reinforce a day, and you're a lousy amateur. And then I played for a month. Leading…… whoo. Do you really think sitting and standing and throwing is the same thing? Then why did you practice walking, running and screaming like that a month ago? ”

“That's real. ”

Sensibility was about to rise. I stopped the reflexes sitting next to it. The floor bows once, looking at the Middle Ages.

“I know what you're worried about. ”

The floor looks down at the stone. I slowly raise my head to see if I could feel his gaze.

“Are you willing to play? ”

“…… You know, of course. ”

“There you go. I said I'd do it. I'm not sure that's your heart. ”

His expression hardens like a stone. Then Yurim, who was next to him, stepped out.

“Hey...... Isn't that too much? I've had a hard time with the stones. He's in a lot of pain. Can't you just shut him up? ”

Usually, Yurim, who does not express his opinion well, comes forward and says. I wonder if he likes sardines.

“Everyone's being quiet enough. And how do you encourage and comfort someone who doesn't want to apologize properly? ”

“You didn't apologize... The Stone is.... ”

“Did Yooseok ever tell you that he was sorry for making a mistake that day? And every time you talk about it, do you remember what he said? ”

“ ……. ”

When Yurim is quiet, he opens his mouth.

“I apologized. How many times am I so sorry and sorry.... ”

“You took responsibility. You didn't apologize. ”

“Me?”

It was a stone that shook my head like I didn't really know.

“You were right to make the mistake of crying that day. It's her. But if the person onstage is shaken by the emotions of the audience and ruined the drama, shouldn't we see that there's a bigger problem for the actor onstage? ”

“Anyway, it's not my fault she's crying. ”

“After that, the jury was stunned and stared at? What happened when you acted like the whole play was over by one mistake? Do you remember how you reacted to his lines back then? ”

“Well, that's ……. ”

“I would have done better than you if I'd climbed the first person to hold the script. ”

“Hey! One drink! ”

Yurim shouted. Then, I lowered my head in anger. My face turned red like it was going to explode.

Cracks. I see cracks everywhere I look. Tissue strength that looks like it will break warp if you tap it.

The sense of stability that the elders have only managed to maintain, ignoring it, suddenly disintegrates. The floor felt the soldiers' eyes burning. Even the seniors who understand what's going on before and after.

It's natural.

The floor is an actor, but the position is ambiguous. It would be unfair to raise a concern with your superiors.

‘It's a losing business. ’

If you didn't ask for a smile, you might have enjoyed a quiet tea party play. But as soon as I heard the request, I had to go to the end.

“Are you going to keep playing? All the rest of the theater is gonna be out of the game, right? ”

“One drink!”

Yoon Jung stepped forward. I can see the fury and shame intertwining in my eyes.

“This is not something I should have done. That's what you should have done. Do you like cozy theater? Then do it. I'll be back several times with snacks and drinks. Let me tell you about what you ate yesterday and what you saw yesterday. And I'm not going to say a word about theater. Is that what you want?”

“We can take care of ourselves if you don't do that. ”

“Really?"

“Yes!”

“Then why didn't you? ”

“…… I was going to. As soon as he calms down. ”

The floor shakes its head.

“That's also an excuse. Seong-seok Lee, Seong-seok Lee, and my comrades. Everyone's looking at it. I'm just making excuses. What am I supposed to do, arrest him and apologize for it? ”

“What are you talking about! ”

Yun Jeong shouted as he threw the script on the floor. The floor makes a bitter smile inside. That's why the whistleblower is hated. It's not good to hear what's right.

“You just didn't see it. I turned my eyes away. I was afraid the theater department was going to be a mess like last year, and I hypnotized myself that I was okay without seeing the problem. Why didn't you stop? Why didn't you tell me to practice? ”

“Don't be ridiculous. We're looking right at you. I was just waiting for the right moment. ”

“Wait for the moment? How can you wait? You said you saw it, but you can't wait to see it? ”

“Yes."

“No. Then I didn't see it. He pretended to have seen it. To truly see is to see as it is. Aside from the opinions, it can be hard for kids to shake because they haven't forgotten that time, so they can scatter like a year ago. The fact that it's evicting so many of those assumptions makes it pretty obvious. A theater department that doesn't practice. A theater department that breaks up like a knife at 5 o'clock. Then the theater department wins the next competition. If you look at an innocent child, you'll say, You can't do that." ”

The floor sighs and lowers its head slightly. I tried to come up, but it's hard. This doesn't suit you.

‘But now that we're here. ’

“Just one of the two. Whether it's a fraternity or a play.”

I've said everything I need to say. The floor lifts the script and drags the chair to the center of the auditorium. Then I spread out a chair by the window.

It was always a place where a smile sat and looked at the run.

“Practice, will you? ”

The floor sees 11 people a little distance away. He has a grumpy face, except for a few. It seemed clear that he was branded with a blabbermouth. You're right. You have no choice but to be bold about it.

“Yes, do it! Let's do it!”

First, the second graders stood in a training group. I waited with my arms crossed outside the green line still lying on the floor.

First-graders also move. The crowd and Dojin stood where the awkward smile would appear, showing the floor.

All that's left now is the design and the threesome. Soyeon walked in first. Yurim and Kang-suk came to their seats, looking at the floor sitting.

“Take a good look there. We haven't played in a month. And even if it were, it wouldn't be a joke what we've been doing for the last three months. You have no idea how hard it was. We still remember it as hard as it was. Practice? All I did was lead for a reason. ”

Yoon Jung shoots the horse like a shotgun. But the funny thing is that even though you say something like that, you don't look grumpy. A face filled with regret. The floor understands. Everyone looks mature, but you're a high school student. Age that is easy to get caught up in. Saying something different in your heart doesn't only make you look bad.

The floor shuts up and nods.

“Show me I didn't have to worry. ”

“Whatever.”

Eleven people opened their eyes and began the drama. I hear the sound of TV coming from Marusa. "Your turn to appear.

But it was twisted from the beginning.

It was time to come out and play the ambassador, but it appeared a little late because I was standing roughly without considering the sequence. In addition, the dialogue was very awkward while moving.

The 10 faces of those waiting on both sides were stiffened in a flash.

One month. Definitely a short time. But it was also a month when the theater department started practicing cozy dining tables, because there was a lot of training in three months.

The drama continued.

It went on and on as it did.

And...

The last monologue of the stone is over.

“I hear TV again. ”

The floor reads the last statement and raises its head.

Eleven people looked at each other with embarrassing expressions.

Let me get this straight.

A poop chewing face.

“Excellent - you're going to win the college play. ”

I'll make sure we turn this upside down.

The floor leaves a script on the chair and returns to the place where the sweets are spread out. Then I chewed the sweets naturally.

“Come here. I don't think I need to practice. It's perfect as Yoon Jeong said. ”

“ ……. ”

Is this too bad?

It was a little hot on the inside, but I thought it was okay that it was over.

The choice is now reduced to one.

Tea party theater is no longer possible.

Do you practice evil sounds like before, or....

‘Stop it.'

Quiet five-story auditorium.

The sound of chewing the sweets on the floor barely resounded.

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Thank you, Sun-choko.

I'm sleepy.

Good night.

zzZ.