Life, Once Again!

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Myeong-dong Theatre. I came back after the migration. After opening the door to the stage, I can see the children gathering. Baek Jun and Eugene from the acting captain say hello. Beside her is the beauty of her role as a teacher.

“Long time no see.”

Baek Joon came to the side and tapped his shoulder.

“Did you get a good look at the preliminaries? ”

“Moderately.”

“You're being modest. Eugene told me. He said it was not a joke. ”

I wonder what he was talking about. I glared at Eugene, smiling.

“I was just praising you for doing a good job. By the way... ”

Eugene whispered in my ear.

“What happened after that? ”

“After that? ”

“Weren't you drawn to their mother? ”

“See?”

“You see, I actually have it. I was watching you two kiss, and then her mom showed up behind me. I almost screamed in shock. ”

Is that what you saw? Eugene smiles with his tongue out.

“Don't worry. I'll keep it a secret. But tell me what happened after that. I'm dying to know.”

“Nothing happened. I just had a few words with your mother. ”

“What, that's it? What about more intense episodes? ”

“What the hell do you want? ”

“Well…… the morning drama? ”

“What the heck.”

As Eugene continued to stick together, beauty and Baek Joon who were watching quietly intervened.

“What are you two talking about? ”

“Let us in, please. ”

Both of them were strangely lively, so the floor quickly shut up. If they find out, everyone in the amateur actors' classroom will find out. Baek Jun and Beautiful. Except men and women, they resemble Decalcomanni.

“The floor... ”

It was Eugene who smiled with tears in his eyes. The floor raised its hands and marked its surrender. Then Eugene shut up and said, "It's nothing.” I said.

“That's suspicious, you two. ”

“That's suspicious.”

I turned my back on the beauty and Baek Joon who was staring persistently and took out the script. It's been a long time since I've captured a script. An amateur actor's classroom whose schedule was interrupted during the qualification process. It may take some time to revive the senses.

The students arrived one by one. It's been a long time since anyone's talked to me. The topics of conversation were varied, but over time they eventually came together.

“Do you think you'll pass the preliminaries? ”

I don't know who it was, but it was pretty loud. The question was for the kid right next door, but 11 people on the stage all paid attention to the question. North, South, and Seoul games. Seoul and the competition will be selected by two teams, rather than by one team in each region.

Seven out of 12 amateur actors attend high school in Seoul. Since only one person has been selected from each school, it means that at least five children who cannot pass the preliminary program will come out here. The same applies to five people in the game area.

“I heard that Seoul is a difficult place and that two places will go up. ”

“The game will be prestigious. What about the other one? Have you heard anything? ”

Among the students who arrived, there were only two people on the floor, Eugene, and they were looking at each other.

“Gyeonggi-do still has another preliminary. The Southern and Northern Qualifications ended last Sunday. ”

Eugene shrugged.

“Do you have two downtown qualifications? ”

I asked her with a tone that she didn't know the beauty next to her.

“There are so many schools. Team two in the north, team two in the south. And in two days' time, we'll go back to the finals for Team Two. ”

I nodded as if the curly hair of Baek Joon had made sense.

“That's why there are so many winning teams in the game. It means filtered and filtered elite. ”

“It could be. But isn't it purely because there are so many winning teams in the game? There are very few schools in the game other than the fame books. ”

“Wait... I heard there was a time when Yooseong Goo was swept away. ”

Baek Joon mutters. His gaze is directed at the floor. After leaving the conversation and reading the script quietly, the floor finally opened its mouth to the awkward gaze.

“They used to say so. Long time ago.”

“It's not great. It's great. I've seen him. He's pretty good. No, he's very good. ”

Eugene shakes his head. The word "good" spread quickly among the children.

The floor sighs. Eugene, who boasts the acting power of a footballer in an amateur actor classroom, has to say that to attract attention. Why did he say that? For whatever reason.

‘You're enjoying yourself. ’

Eugene is making a funny face about dying.

What theater are you preparing for, who is teaching, what role are you playing, etc. The children with the same interest poured out countless questions, and the floor that wanted to quietly read the script had to listen to the question with a blank expression.

“I don't know. It's nothing like practicing with us. He's flying onstage. He's just flying around. ”

A time when there was nothing to play with. There were those who said they were traffickers. Those who make the story interesting as a living. Now when I look at Eugene, I think of that kind of trafficker. Here, take a shotgun.

The floor will tell Eugene everything that happened, so he notices to stop. Then Eugene smiled and quickly turned the story to another place. The subject was about a famous actor who was to come on the day of the amateur actress classroom performance.

I overheard the last time that Eugene's mother knew her drama people well. I can't remember exactly what I'm doing. It was only after I saw that the children's gaze was gathering with Eugene that I was relieved.

“What are you doing?"

Someone places his chin on the shoulder of the floor. The cool scent of Cederus irritates my nose. The fragrance of the perfume you gave me.

“Hello?”

Turning around, she stands up. I looked down at her smiling once.

“I'm afraid I'm not. ”

She reached out her hands and said. I didn't see the ring anywhere. I was expecting it, but it's still a bit of a waste.

“What a pity. ”

“I was wondering if I could hang around like this all day. ”

She giggles and pulls out her phone. There's a Derongelong ring on it.

“No jewelry, but I don't even touch cell phone rings. I'm satisfied with this.”

A ring that spins around. The floor brings its own hand beside it. Two rabbits meet in the air.

“What?”

When did he get here? Eugene, who was stuck in the back, grabbed the hand of the phone and the floor. She was embarrassed and tried to retrieve her phone, but Eugene's grip was a step faster. Eugene throws his phone into the air like juggling and then grabs it again. The floor sticks out its tongue.

“It's just an official couple, right? ”

“Well, what? ”

She was embarrassed. The floor was embarrassed. She doesn't know that Eugene saw it all that day. Again, Eugene raises his mischievous smile and sticks out his lips.

“Squeeze. A passionate kiss. ”

She opens her eyes wide, quickly raising her hand and covering Eugene's mouth.

“You, you! ”

“I saw the steamed scene very well. Kids are fast these days. ”

“How……. ”

“Honey, there are so many eyes in the world. ”

After grabbing her nose, the slight beat was Eugene. It looks like a rat in front of a cat.

“One drink.”

“Sorry.”

Let's apologize first. Today, I think we should just sit here like rats.

“Are we there yet? ”

Kanghwan shows up with a bottle of water in one hand. The children who were chattering began to arrange.

“Did you do well with the preliminaries? ”

“Yes!”

“Do you think it will stick? ”

They were the ones who could not answer easily. He's just as much a competitor as the 12 people gathered here. When I said I was stuck, the kid next to me fell.

“Welcome to an infinite world of competition. In the future, if you want to live on this floor, you'll have to keep bumping into it. It's better now. Later on, there will be a 100-to-1 audition. Enjoy high school life with dreams and hopes. ”

Kanghwan smiles bitterly. The students burst into tears.

“Come on. Let's lighten up. It's been a long time. I believe that the ambassador will never forget that he's been here for two weeks. ”

Practice in Myeong-dong has resumed.

* * *

Toothless, toothless.

Yurim continued to turn the flint of the lighter. Flames blaze from the fiercely turning flint. Yurim's eyes were constantly pursuing the flame.

December 31.

Last day of 2003.

Yesterday's preliminary results were published.

The dominant gospel passed the preliminary. The teacher and theater department who came with the news had a pleasant time last night. Now, Smile said that we can get to the main line only if we do well at the end of the race.

Everyone laughs. It was a time of gentle air. But Yurim could not be satisfied with that. If the play goes well, the stone will be further away from me. Of course, if you continue to make it to the main line and do well, the stones will add more time to your personal lessons. Spending longer with her beauty coach.

When I thought that the stone was getting away, my hands became weak. The lighter falls to the floor. Yurim stares down at the lighter dazed.

“Not like this, like this. ”

I prayed to be disqualified from the preliminary round, but I passed it beautifully. Strengthened his pride. The solid appearance was good to see, but I couldn't have it. We need a loophole. This gentle flow will only dull the cornerstone, so we can provide a place to lean.

“Stone needs me. Not if it's me. ”

Yurim, who was muttering by himself, closed his eyes.

“…… No. I can't do it without him. ”

I prayed that my hands were trembling. The time has come for you to decide. 31 days. It's tomorrow, it's tomorrow.

Yurim grabbed Bond and the lighter roughly and put it in his bag.

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The floor in the room, lying around, looked at the clock. 11: 59. I grabbed the floor and got up and went out to the living room. In the living room, my father, mother and sister were gathering to watch TV.

- Ladies and gentlemen, New Year's is coming up, 2003. We hope you finish the year you had so far and look forward to welcoming you to 2004.

On the camera's illuminated screen, many people's faces appear waiting for the bell. Everyone is looking at the number decreasing to a excited face.

Reporters are asking people for New Year's wishes. The floor stood quietly next to my family.

“I've had a hard year. ”

My father looked at the screen and said,

- It's New Year's Eve, 2004! We hope you'll join us for a countdown.

In the lower right-hand corner, the number CG decreases. Starting five seconds, the ocean squeals and counts. So is my mother.

- Happy New Year!

Den and the bell cried. The crowd cheers for Happy New Year.

“Bless you with new blessings. ”

The floor greeted the parents first and then said to his brother, "Bless you with many new blessings.” I said.

“You're blessed with new things, too. ”

After having a little chat with my family, I came back into the room. The first thing I did was call her. Luckily I get a call shortly to make sure I wasn't asleep.

“Blessed are the birds. ”

- You, too.

“Tell your mother. God bless you. ”

- Stay here if you don't want to.

Beyond the phone. "Boyfriend? The sound of the floor?” She sighs and hangs up. A cheerful motherland remains unchanged even when she is young.

“The day after tomorrow.”

I threw myself into bed. The game is now the mainstay. Tomorrow we will finally inspect the props and the set. Of course, there won't be any problems. I haven't touched her since the show was over two weeks ago.

The floor closes its eyes, exhaling.

May the first day of 2004 also be deserted.

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Yurim: Isn't fireworks great in the new year?

* * *

I went out to exercise at night, and I was scolded because the dust was so severe. You still have a nice mouth.

I hope you have your mask ready by tomorrow.

Referrals! We're always grateful. Thank you.

Coupon! Thank you, Barry Merch. You know, thanks to you.

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